trees in full bloom, on walnut st.

I walk my puppy two or three times daily.  This time of year, the trees on Walnut St. are in full bloom, and gorgeous.  Every time Buddy bumps them, and gets showered in petals, he stops moving, as if his movement is what attracted them in the first place.  I’ve never lived on a street with flowering trees before.  The smell alone is wonderful.

I’ve been messing extremely technical this week.  I’ve been learning all I can about different aspects of one of the programs we use at work.  I’m amazed at how powerful it is, and how little we use it for.  Today I’ve been playing around with different CMS’s.  A potential client isn’t too technically saavy, and I’m thinking it’s a good idea to set him up with something that he’ll be able to maintain, rather than having to go through me, necessarily.

My Aunt called me this morning, for advise on my cousin.  We worked through the problem, and I gave her the only thing I can give anyone: how I think I’d act in that situation.  Here’s hoping it was the right choice.

And now, because I like trains:

No idea where I was. I tried to find this spot on a map later, and failed.