I'm not sure what was going on, but as I walked diagonally across Washington Square Park last night on the very last leg of my trip home from the beach, I saw more rats scurry across the path in front of me than I have ever seen before, and I've been walking across that park for over a decade at this poing. Little ones, big ones, one huge one -- perhaps they were psyched that the rainstorm was over? Not sure. I keep trying to think of them as squirrels with naked tails -- much less "ick" factor.
Believe it or not, I did not take a single picture this weekend at the beach. I do have a new photography project, however. My new office is an interior one, meaning that I have no windows. I've been starting to take pictures from the cafeteria, other people's offices, and conference rooms. The plan is to find three that I really like, and put them up on my wall, so I have a view. This one is one of my favorites so far.