king of the castle

A representative from the moving company came to the apartment today to assess my belongings and determine how many boxes the movers would need to bring when they come to pack my things. "I'm basically a professional counter," he said as he proceeded to count my chairs, shoes, and books. Afterwards, I went to get my car serviced at the dealership. By the time they finished, it was too late to head to work, so I drove over to Castle Island instead. Sullivan's, the burger shack at the edge of the recreation site was open for teh season, so I ordered a cheeseburger and onion rings served in a brown paper box, and looked out onto Boston Harbor, contemplating the move ahead of me. Found some beautiful violet blue mussel shells littered along the shore and had to snap a few shots. Here's one: