Being dyslexic I don’t read that many books. I tend to be more an image person. My wife, on the other hand, devours books and loves to go to book stores and other gatherings of the printed word-world. I’m glad to tag along on the journeys as they tend to produce good opportunities for candid photographs. The pictures below are of Boston’s annual Antiquarian Book Fair. It was a gathering of some pretty rare items, both printed and human.
I certainly can’t claim that Boston is a bastion of conservatism but when I saw this truck it’s becoming increasingly clear that we’re in for a battle royal in the coming months.
This is the fountain in the middle of the Frog Pond, Boston’s favorite wading pool. On any given summer day, it’s surrounded by happy kids. It’s always a very happy place.
There comes a time in everyone’s life when there is an overwhelming need to get the hell out of our day to day existence for a while.
Sometimes they’re a little askew and blurred.
Everyone you know is fighting a battle you know nothing about….Be kind always….Thank You!
Everyone you know is fighting a battle you know nothing about.
Be kind always.