photographs

Monday was Opening Day.  It was freezing (I was wearing six layers), frustrating (Whit only batted once), and fun (the team is just starting to coalesce).  Here’s to a great season.

At least once a week, I take a picture of the I.M. Pei-designed Hancock tower, often juxtaposed against the HH Richardson-designed Trinity Church.  This is the very heart of the city of my heart.

Boston, you’re my home.

Grace’s footsteps and mine, from a walk on the low tide flats a few weeks ago.

This is how we found Brown Bear, Yellow Bear, and Beloved when we returned to our rooms after dinner last week in Washington. For some reason the way housekeeping posed the three of them just cracks me up. I also love seeing their dear, worn faces, because they are such a snapshot of right now in our lives.

Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.

Arlington National Cemetery