
Warning: This is an utterly shallow, lovesick post written on a wintry vacation day thinking about the summer (see pic on right, Wellfleet, Mass. ahhhhh).
I have not (yet) had occasion to be jealous that my husband's attention has strayed to other people. But one thing I do know: I have always come second to his love of math. Ned is the first one whom I ever heard use the term, "recreational math." I am strictly right-brained, liberal arts (heavy emphasis on liberal, but that's another post altogether), so I thought, "whoo-hoo! Fun with numbers. Where do I sign up?" So, in college, where we first met, (25 years ago) I had to pretend to be interested in
polyhedra in order to get his attention. But look at this guy. Can you blame me?
(Also, for extra points, can you guess what object has been cropped from this photo?)