Venus and Nicole

This lovely (?) mosaic version of "The Birth of Venus" graces a tunnel beneath the train tracks near Waterloo Station. Dave and I came across it while walking to lunch on Wednesday. What would Botticelli say? Probably "Get all that junk off my artwork!"

When I went to Italy in 2007 I saw the original painting in the Uffizi Gallery in Florence. It was kind of like standing in front of the Mona Lisa in Paris or Van Gogh's "Starry Night" in New York -- I felt a sense of disbelief and awe that this is the REAL THING.

The mosaic at Waterloo is definitely not the real thing. But it has a certain rustic charm.

My first day back at work was uneventful. It mostly involved just getting my desk organized -- cataloguing and putting away all the magazines that accumulated over the summer, dealing with mail and deliveries, putting things back in place after they'd been moved and pushed around by whatever itinerant workers happened to wander past the circulation desk at some point. I shelved the returned books and prepared some beginning-of-the-year displays.

It was especially nice doing all those things with the lingering sense that it may be the last time I'll have to start a school year. Still no word on whether my application for the school's buyout offer will be accepted, but I expect to hear something any day.

Nicole the Nicotiana has bounced back quite beautifully after her bout with root rot earlier this year!

Next to Nicole you can see Tommy the tomato (all names courtesy of Dave). We have not yet picked any of the tomatoes. Dave is convinced they're not ripe, even though they are bright orange with red stripes. He thinks they're going to turn red. I'm not convinced -- we don't know what variety of tomato it is because the plant was a gift -- but every now and then I give the tomatoes a light tap. I figure if they don't fall off the plant then maybe they're still OK.