Boston’s Chinatown

I don’t normally photograph in Boston’s Chinatown mainly because it’s a fair hike from where we live. Today however, my wife suggested we go there and wow was the walk fun! The neighborhood’s combination of grit and beauty was a street photographer’s banquet. The heat and humidity were pretty oppressive and I’m glad we finished early.

The Nice Flower Lady

Living in a crowded city is a strange combination of crowded intimacy and lonely reserve. As an example, there is very small, below street level doorway garden less than a block from us that always has a magnificent collection of roses seemingly endlessly in bloom. When winter comes, there’s a small bird feeder with a constant supply of suet that takes care of hundreds of house sparrows.

The caretaker of this blooming bounty is a nice lady with whom I occasionally exchange a few words, never much more.

Today was different. Setting out on my usual street shooting walk, I noticed a woman chatting happily with the owner of a very cute dog. The scene didn’t really lend itself to a photo so I just sat and watched. The surprise came as she was leaving her conversation with the dog owner she turned and recognized ME. My wife joined us and the three of us had a friendly conversation.

Anyway, the upshot to this is that in this often lonely time we are living through, a chance encounter sweeps away a lot of dusty cobwebs.

The Human Radio Broadcasting The News

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I don’t know what his name is but he’s been doing his radio gig for decades now from his perch on a stone wall in Boston Common. He “broadcasts” the news at the top of his lungs as people, hurring to work, stream by. Today it was “It’s gonna rain hard at noon…the Bruins won in overtime 2 to 1 and the Celtics lost to the Lakers.”

It wasn’t raining when I took this picture but I think the “radio” thought it made for a better background. (It did.)