I was a little surprised at myself that when I read about this Carnivale of the Dogs happening in Rittenhouse Square Park this weekend I actually wanted to go. I'm not really a dog person, so the thought of dogs parading around in costume... well, would I really go out of my way to see them? But I guess the photographer in me thought it had potential and the cook in me really wanted to stop by the Rittenhouse Square Park farmer's market.
Unbelievably I was able to drag J along, probably because he was so excited that I was actually going to leave my computer and go outside into this city he's been dying to explore with me. Not that we haven't already been to Rittenhouse Square Park. But it is truly a rare occasion when I get him to agree to come vegetable shopping with me. So it must have been the dogs that pushed him over the edge.
By the time we got to the park, we had missed the costume parade and awards ceremony that had been at noon, and in fact, most of the dogs we did see weren't in costume. There were t-shirts and bandanas here and there, and even this dog wearing a little Mexican hat around his neck, but for the most parts the dogs retained their diginity.
I discovered that it's a little hard to photograph dogs without getting down on the ground at their level. And those guys move fast. I have a lot of photos that might have been cute if they would just stand still, but instead they came out as a blur running past.
The easiest ones to take pictures of, and the most fun to watch for me, were the dogs jumping around in the fountain.
Then there were the dogs who were sitting for portraits. Did they know why they were sitting there? Did the ones in line know what they were in for? It's funny to me that dogs will do whatever is asked of them. Not that they care, I suppose, if someone draws a picture of them.
After a little wandering, we checked out the farmer's market. It's twice as big as the Fitler Square Park one, which isn't really saying much: six tents is really not a whole lot more than three. :)
This dog watched us on our way out.
At the farmer's market I picked up some eggplant, tomatoes, purple peppers, and apples. When we came home, we snacked on the apples, and then for dinner the eggplant went into a very yummy green curry.
Oh! And then I got an email, inviting me to review a paper for one of the biggest journals in my field. I had to reread it several times to make sure it wasn't spam or a misdirected email, because I had trouble believing anyone would really want my opinion. But it seems legit. :) I'm sure at some point peer reviewing articles will be a drag, but for now, I feel like it's the most exciting thing ever and I'm really, really flattered to have been asked. I wonder who recommended me because I highly doubt it was my reputation alone that made the journal editor think of me. Anyway, it's a potentially interesting article (I haven't read it yet), so I'm happy just to get an "advance copy" and have the chance to read it. Of course, my own advisor is out of the country right now and I have never reviewed an article before and I have no idea how to go about doing it. But she'll be back before the review is due, so I guess I can get a start on it now and then hopefully she'll help me when she gets back...
And then for the rest of the night I worked and worked and worked (and I think I came up with a way to make this project be about what it was supposed to be about even though it's not really about that, or at least, I came up with a way to make my project relevant to the larger picture kinda sorta) while J watched all kinds of football. (Thank you specifically to J, ViSuaLLy MiNDeD, Chiaroscuro, and JCM for all of the extremely helpful conversations leading up to this point. I would have spun my wheels forever if it weren't for your extremely helpful feedback and comments. Thank you most recently to J for suffering through my tearful rants and to JCM for talking with me yesterday and being (hopefully) the last in a series of people who are finally convincing me that maybe I am selling this project short, and that it also, ahem, just needs to be done.)
So now today... more work. It's going to be a long week, but one that I'm actually looking forward to. I think I can get a lot done.