What I’ve been up to with my Real Camera: some unrelated photos of the Whuff reading with Oma – and the juxtaposition of the old brownstones of the South End with the glass of the JHT, but mostly hunting down signs of spring and trapping them that I might bring them home like trophies to say “SEE! SEE LOOK! I SAW IT! IT WAS THERE!” because honestly, were it not for the photos, you’d have absolutely no clue it’s not still February out there. Lousy Smarch weather.