This photograph feels really strange to me. It’s because the time is around 4 in the afternoon and for some unaccountable reason Charles Street is virtually deserted. I stood in the middle of the road for quite a long time taking it. It’s doubtful this scene will be repeated often.
There’s a very nice coffee house/snack shop on Charles Street near where we live in Boston called Taté. I went there this morning to buy something called a “morning bun”. It’s addictive! While I was perched on my stool eating, I set my camera up on the table pointing at the checkout counter. From time to time, I idly pressed the shutter button. This image was the best of around a dozen,
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!
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.
Halloween was yesterday and in our Beacon Hill neighborhood many of the houses competed with skeletons to be the spookiest. Above are just a very few examples.
Walking along the outer edge of the Boston Public Garden yesterday this was what I saw. Mind you this sidewalk is along Boylston Street, a VERY busy road. Sometimes the beauty of nature just grabs you by the throat!
The Isabella Stuart Gardner Museum is a must-see for all art lovers visiting Boston. Its history and the dashing woman who founded it is worthy of serious study. This low light photograph of one of its great rooms is my attempt to convey a 19th century feeling which would correspond with the century in which Mrs. Gardner’s building was started.