On the walk to the conference this morning, I found the house where the Husband and I will retire.
It's lovely, don't ya think?
I most of the day talking about Lois McMaster Bujold in front of a roomful of other people talking about Lois McMaster Bujold, which is the reason I'm actually in Cambridge. Near as I can tell, the paper presentation went well enough.
Even Lord Ashcroft approved. I think. It's hard to tell. He's very stone faced.
The bulk of my day was spent looking at some variation of this:
So I didn't take many pictures. I did get some knitting done.
Which is what I do when I'm listening intently.
I've also learned what to do when I've run out of all other options:
Good to know it's there.