Boston Common is a 50 acre park in the middle of the city’s downtown section. It’s the oldest park in the United States having its beginning in 1634. While it’s certainly old, it has kept up with the times very well. This view from the 5th floor of a building on Beacon Street is an example of its current look.
Every year after Thanksgiving and before Christmas the Common puts on its festive mantle of decorative lights and the Frog Pond wading pool becomes a skating rink. It’s a lovely transition!
I’ve been to this place hundreds of times. It’s land that was once owned by a old relative of mine who loved growing things, especially trees. I’m embarrassed to say in spite of all those visits, I never really “saw” those magnificent trees. In this photograph my wife is touching one. To me, it looks like she’s patting the universe.
It’s just stopped raining as people begin to start their way home. While not quite rush hour yet, Winter Street is beginning to get crowded. I made a lot of photographs in this area today but decided to show only this one as it nicely shows the bustle of this time of day.
Boston’s main public library has a magnificent interior courtyard. I like to sit at one of the small tables that are dotted along the main walkway between the old building and the new modern entrance. By sitting quietly and hiding my camera in my lap, I can take photographs of the passersby.
This young man made a nice silhouette against the building’s walls. You can just see that his eyes are closed giving him a nice pensive look.
We were in Harvard Square this morning and as usual I was toting my little Ricoh along taking street shots. These two folks represent book ends of the seeming endless stream of humanity that was there. One looks very watchful, almost scared. The other doesn’t seem to have a care in the world.