"How do you cry with inanimate eyes ~"
Somewhat belatedly, here’s a summertime picture post - of eastern MA, mostly, with some North Carolina thrown in. One of the best summers on record, and that’s saying something.
Jared, David, B-Rok and me.
Emerson’s study at the Museum - Rachel's pic.
Henry’s flute and Thoreau & Son pencils!!
My building is the closest one, at Suffolk University. And this was my street!
One of many nice views from Long Wharf.
Emerson’s house is part-museum, part-home. As in, people live there. Through my connections, I gained access to the servants’ quarters and kitchen, and am seen here banging on the Emersons’ servant bells with a wooden spoon. Bizarre but awesome!
Ice cream and coffee at Harvard Square was ALWAYS a happy stop-off on my way home from Concord. With none other.
Rachel and I went to the New England Aquarium… these guys were my favorite part.
The Green Monster put to good use. This is Liverpool Football Club against A.S. Roma at Fenway Park. Liverpool lost, but it was good fun. I sat with two guys who drove up from New York.
Elizabeth Peabody’s old bookstore, where early Transcendental and proto-feminists met, is now a classy but affordable restaurant called Max & Dylan’s. I had salmon and mashed potatoes. It’s one of the few buildings on the street that’s retained its original façade, and is now under city preservation/protection. This is directly across the street from my place.
You might think I’d love a place like this, but it was pretty dreadful. You couldn’t find anything, you couldn’t retrieve what you found, and meanwhile no two people can co-exist in the same ‘aisle.’ Salem bookstore fail.
This, however, was a Salem victory. Consider this placeholder text until I look up the artist, but it’s 2010 glass artwork in the Peabody Essex Museum.
And again.
Back in North Carolina, now. Laura and I went to the Museum of History, the Museum of Science, and gallivanted around in general, as usual.
Also, I saw Amy!
The last picture of the summer: My Amherst roommate, Jocelyn. Making this post has reminded me how pretty all my girlfriends are. So this is Amherst’s version of Maple View Farm. Also a good illustration of why they call this place “the Happy Valley.” You drive two miles in any direction out of the college area, and this is what you get.
And that’s it! Later days, summer.
Jared, David, B-Rok and me.
Emerson’s study at the Museum - Rachel's pic.
Henry’s flute and Thoreau & Son pencils!!
My building is the closest one, at Suffolk University. And this was my street!
One of many nice views from Long Wharf.
Emerson’s house is part-museum, part-home. As in, people live there. Through my connections, I gained access to the servants’ quarters and kitchen, and am seen here banging on the Emersons’ servant bells with a wooden spoon. Bizarre but awesome!
Ice cream and coffee at Harvard Square was ALWAYS a happy stop-off on my way home from Concord. With none other.
Rachel and I went to the New England Aquarium… these guys were my favorite part.
The Green Monster put to good use. This is Liverpool Football Club against A.S. Roma at Fenway Park. Liverpool lost, but it was good fun. I sat with two guys who drove up from New York.
Elizabeth Peabody’s old bookstore, where early Transcendental and proto-feminists met, is now a classy but affordable restaurant called Max & Dylan’s. I had salmon and mashed potatoes. It’s one of the few buildings on the street that’s retained its original façade, and is now under city preservation/protection. This is directly across the street from my place.
You might think I’d love a place like this, but it was pretty dreadful. You couldn’t find anything, you couldn’t retrieve what you found, and meanwhile no two people can co-exist in the same ‘aisle.’ Salem bookstore fail.
This, however, was a Salem victory. Consider this placeholder text until I look up the artist, but it’s 2010 glass artwork in the Peabody Essex Museum.
And again.
Back in North Carolina, now. Laura and I went to the Museum of History, the Museum of Science, and gallivanted around in general, as usual.
Also, I saw Amy!
The last picture of the summer: My Amherst roommate, Jocelyn. Making this post has reminded me how pretty all my girlfriends are. So this is Amherst’s version of Maple View Farm. Also a good illustration of why they call this place “the Happy Valley.” You drive two miles in any direction out of the college area, and this is what you get.
And that’s it! Later days, summer.