The boss of me

Today, I had four new bosses. Each of these people assumed I had nothing else going on because Francois is out, so they all contacted me to help them with "just a few things." After I was done, I took a leisurely six-mile walk to unwind, during which a homeless man emphatically and loudly proclaimed that he loves me. I'm touched -- I didn't know he cared. Afterwards, I came home and ate an odd combination of comfort food. I feel better now.

Once again, my walk was unbelievably pretty! The light continues to be perfect. My favorite time of day has always been just slightly before (or right at) dusk, when the sun has that warm, glow-y look. I think it's the combination of that plus the changing colors of the leaves that makes everything so fairytale-like here--not to mention the continued romance of being in a French-speaking town. The pictures really don't do any of this justice, but here they are, anyway.