First Night

On New Year's Eve the city hosts a First Night festival of entertainments. One of the traditions is a competition concerning ice sculptures. Here an ice Venus is rising in Copley Square while the snow is falling. Wishing you all a safe & happy New Year's celebration. I'll be with good friends myself. And my cast. So I am forced to be well behaved.

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Warmer air coming in contact with the snow causes a mist to rise. The mountains in the background are entirely obscured.

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After the snow.

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Woke up this morning to snow falling over the marsh.

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Another day, another brief walk out of the house at dusk in my cast. Very grey weather.

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View of the foothills of the Adirondack Mountains at dusk. Because of my broken foot I can't get very far across the fields. The snow is not deep, just a few inches.

Christmas Wreath

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays.

Custom House Tower

Cold evening in the city.

Charles River

The park & walkway along the Charles River on an early winter evening.

City Hall Plaza

ity Hall Plaza covers seven acres of land. A lot of snow removal.

Lindemann Centre

Steps behind the Lindemann Centre which is part of the Department of Mental Health. Yesterday there was a snowstorm.

Mall on Commonwealth Avenue

Christmas lights on the Mall on Commonwealth Avenue. These little lights all over town add to the festive holiday spirit!

Washington Street

View from Washington Street looking towards Downtown Crossing.

Downtown Crossing

View of Downtown Crossing from another side. This view is towards the Park Street Station and the Boston Commons.

Downtown Crossing

View of Downtown Crossing. Macy's department store to the right. To the left, the building with the American flags is the now closed Filene's department store. Holiday shoppers are rushing to collect their presents.

American Flag with Christmas Lights

Saw this flag and blue Christmas lights on Newbury Street. The effect was a little surreal.

Leaves Carved in Stone

Saw this vine carved into the stone on an older home standing on Exeter Street.

Wrought Iron Fence

Wrought iron fence bordering the Mall on Commonwealth Avenue. The days are cold & this image reflects the desolation we feel here in the wind with just a few brown leaves.

Christmas Wreath

Wreath found on Exeter Street in the Back Bay.

Cold Day

Bitter cold day on the Commonwealth Avenue Mall. Temperatures in the teens. And, of course, that North wind.

J.F.K. Building

Facade of the J.F.K. Federal Building in Government Center.

Art Gallery

Art gallery on Newbury Street in the early evening.

State Street

State Street T-Station. Folks . . . I broke a bone in my foot on November 30th. My mobility is limited & my pictures are limited as well. I don't walk around that much so it is difficult to see interesting places. Hence an abundance of T photos. And since my computer crashed in early October, I lost so many of my photos, hence, no images in stock.

Tracks

Water in the tracks at the Aquarium T-Station in the Blue Line. The station is two stories below the surface so I imagine this water is leeching up from below. Beats me. But the reflections were pretty. Sadly the camera views the florescent lighting as a greenish-yellow.

Missing Poster

Part of urban living are these missing posters. Saw this one for a young man at the Copley Square T-Staion.

First Snow

Last night we had snow showers. Just a little snow crust everywhere this morning. A little chilly. Cafe on Newbury Street.

Stacks

Boston Public Library stacks on a rainy Saturday afternoon.

Government Center at Night

View of Government Center in the early evening. Bright lights & big city!

Commuter Rail

Commuter rail platform at South Station.

Upstate New York

While walking down the road from the old farm house to the meadow, I noticed these unpicked apples high above. Too high to be picked by humans. The fruit trees have been neglected in the past decades. Eventually, the birds and squirrels will eat these apples.

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Horses' tack in the barn shown in Friday's post. These bridles and tack have been hanging in this barn since the day the last horse died some twenty-five years ago. The barn is still used for storage. Since the same family lives on the land, a decade or two seems like yesterday. And, I believe, a sense of continuity with the past and the lost ancestors remains,