Update from the Behind-Schedule Santa Sweatshop, 2016 edition

This time of year I spend a lot of time vowing to be better next year because it's about now that I start working on the next year's calendar. The calendar I always want to give to people at Christmas. Obviously it would be sensible to start this project in, say, October at the latest. But somehow it never works out that way and I spend evenings when I'm already tired speeding through hundreds of photo files, trying to decide what I'm using. It was easier last year when I had at least decided to limit it to photos from the trip to Paris and and environs. This year I realize that I could have an entire calendar of Scott, Siobhan, and Carl pointing at things, but I don't think anyone, least of all those three, would appreciate such a calendar. And, sadly, I suspect that only I would really thrill to a dozen photos of things like the baby spiders discovered in the boxwood last summer.

Perhaps predictably, it's looking like it will probably be a lot of bird photos again. Because that's what I've got. Or spiders.