Summer night lights in the city

Every time I exit my front door and head in any direction I'm reminded that Boston is such a walkable town. My condo has been rated 98 out of a possible 100 points by walkscore.com to be a Walker's Paradise.  Here are a couple of shots from tonight's stroll around the reflecting pond and fountain at Christian Science Church World Headquarters.

From the roof . . .

 

Away from the crowds, I was still able to take in the variety of last night's sky writing. I missed grabbing some of my favorites—the gyroscopic formations, the letter B, and even a cube! Still, I captured some of the light then boosted and distorted it with the help of my iPhoto to show some of the visual drama. Enjoy.

Marking territory along the Charles . . .

My annual 4th of July walk along the Charles River was earlier than previous years—a full 12 hours before the fireworks. Some folks had marked their territory as early as 6 a.m. and lines snaked along the path for those waiting for admission to the lawn in front of the Hatch Shell. I enjoyed finding so many different uses and expressions of our stars and stripes. A very patriotic feel today.

Necessity is the mother of . . . no, maybe it's adapt or gasp . . .

Two images that seemed disconnected suddenly suggest a theme: one creature surrounded by its source dies in the middle of it while another creature caught without the usual raincoat and umbrella makes a fashion statement in Whole Foods today as the skies threatened to extinguish our hopes for fireworks a few hours away. The fish was a big one, at least 18" long floating and gasping on the Charles while the fashionista from Estonia shined a great big smile into my camera. So am I grasping for some words to pull it all together? You bet. Help me here, my imaginative readers, and give me your ideas about whether or not the two images can be linked.

Summer in the city . . . first day

A perfect classic Boston summer day as you can see by some of the scenes I recorded from my walk to loosen the tight hips, buy some eye shades, and soak up the Boston bliss. Enjoy . . .

 

Chilling out by Copley Place Fountain

 

When the brain fogs up you can hallucinate missing the monolith in front of your face . . .

I took this photo several days ago when Boston was dressed in fog. It made me think about how I often miss the mass of some great monolith of responsibility or opportunity that is staring me right in the face but my foggy brain doesn't see it.

Whew! I almost forgot how to do this . . .

Life intrudes, napping intrudes, being unmoored, adrift, whatever else I could say for reasons why I haven't kept blogging, I won't say any particular one, but just get back up after falling and keep peddling my way toward the next fascinating moment.

Haven't been away in Thailand or Cambodia, just went to a wedding last week in Carlisle MA that brought together a multi-ethnic cross section of the globe including these lovely dancers who entertained us between the marriage ceremony and the cutting of the cake.