I narrowly avoided the temptation to include pictures of me and all my friends. None of us are exactly “spring chicks” anymore, but that seemed a bit heartless. So I stuck with inanimate objects that don’t worry about whether or not their skin looks like an old suitcase.
Rockport, MA, Boston, Upton, Uxbridge, and Gettysburg, PA are all represented. Bet you can figure out which is which!
Our dogs always know what time it is. In their world, there’s a time (many times) to bark, a time to eat. A time (many times) to sleep. They know when we are going to feed them and in case we might have forgotten, they remind us energetically that it’s time for dinner and why are we lolling about when they are starving. Poor babies!
Dogs don’t need clocks.
We do. Or we think we do, which is probably the same thing.
Maybe if we didn’t have clocks, we would know what time it is without them. After all, for a very long time there were few, if any clocks … especially in rural areas where most folk lived. Yet they knew when it was time to milk, time to weed, hoe, gather, and come in from the field. And when to rise in the morning.
Maybe we only need clocks in the city, or if we are detached from nature. Maybe if we’re in touch with the earth and the light of the sun … time just flows.
This week’s WordPress Daily Post Photo Challenge is “Curves.” And we have a few…
Memorial Day weekend, 2016. In Boston for a wedding, we decided to make a holiday of it. Stayed in the Aloft Hotel in South Boston, on the harbor. We made time to shoot some pictures. Remarkably, we did not get lost. We had no trouble getting to the harbor and found a convenient parking garage … at a reasonable price. In Boston. On a holiday weekend. Gee.
Such a miracle deserves celebration.
We both took a lot of pictures. The differences are interesting. Marilyn commented that my “roots” in journalism are obvious. I shoot pictures of people and activities. She takes landscapes and architectural shots, though we always seem to take at least a dozen pretty much identical shots, no matter what else we do.
I was impressed at the intrepid kayakers braving Boston Harbor. There’s a lot of boat traffic and I would not want to be in such a tiny craft in so crowded a waterway.
It’s true. I look for people. I’m an old news guy and that’s what I see. Sometimes, we take the same pictures or almost the same … and sometimes, we see very different things while being in the same place.
When all is said and done, there’s no better place to shoot architecture than Boston … and no place in Boston more interesting than Beacon Hill.
Beacon Hill is the “original” Boston. From here, Paul Revere began his famed ride. Most of the rest of Boston was part of one or another gigantic land fill project, including all of Back Bay and Dorchester.
Only Beacon Hill was dry land in the early 18th century (1700s) when Boston was a young city full of firebrand revolutionaries.
The buildings on the hill are in amazing condition and look new, but don’t be fooled. Ongoing preservation work has kept them in marvelous condition … and of course … a lot of money lives on this hill. All these building are between two and three hundred years old. Some, even older.
In a new post created for this challenge, share a photo or two of towers.
From downtown Boston, to Barnstable on Cape Cod … two towers.