Friday, June 10, 2011
I passed these flowers while walking in the city on Wednesday. I'm so impressed that some of last year's petunias apparently managed to escape the flower box by going to seed and coming up from the cracks in the sidewalk. Who knew ornamental plants had such vigor and tenacity?
My last day at work was relatively uneventful. I wrote two daily stories and was happy to leave with a feeling that I'd done pretty much everything I had to do. There were stories that never got written, which I passed on to my successor, but none of them were hugely pressing. I turned over what information I had about the beat and left about 4 p.m., which got me home before rush hour. Woo hoo!
I feel good about leaving. It seems a little unreal -- as does our entire move, still -- but I'm not particularly sad. Maybe a bit adrift in the vast, empty sea of possibility, but not sad.
Today, we're off to Niagara!