Showing posts with label North End. Show all posts
Showing posts with label North End. Show all posts

Thursday, February 2, 2012

February 2, 2012



Image ... Basketball court, North End.

Friday, October 8, 2010

October 8, 2010



Quote of the Day
Most of the things worth doing in the world had been declared impossible before they were done.
Louis D. Brandeis

Image ... Saints Way. North End, Boston.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

July 22, 2010





This display was in the window of a flower shop on Parmenter Street, which runs between Hanover and Salem, in the North End. The sculpture is based on the Bird Girl cemetery figure featured on the cover of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. This must have been taken around the time that the movie version made by Clint Eastwood came out.

I read the book, second hand I think, but all I can recall about it is a flamboyant transvestite. But maybe that's just me. I read the whole of Henry Miller's output and recall less than zero.

We finally had some rain overnight. Cooler and less humid today. It's been extremely oppressive for several weeks. I've just been laying low, taking advantage of everyone being away, downing bottles of frozen water from the fridge which last no time at all in this heat. Next week work. My jobs are seldom air conditioned and usually involve moderate to strenuous physical effort. In other words, sweat, and lots of it.

Researching string theory. The gist of it anyway. Not easy to understand and once the technical and math kick in - and it is all math - forget it. Wish I had Brian Greene's The Elegant Universe here with me. An excellent introduction, and of which I just found out a 4-part PBS Nova series was made. Must have.

Edited 8 new photos for Roofscape Journal (to appear right here). Images from our large library which I'm revisiting, reediting, passed over in the past and a couple of new ones from others. Made 8 new journal pages, almost to end of month, with scheduled loading. Perfect heavy lifting for a hot-humid sunshine-filled summer day. And still washing the porch. Looking all sorta very brand new. Thinking about and doing some research for the Yarmouth Street garden.

Made some great photos at the Vietnamese flower store around the way on Dot Ave. Returned and edited immediately.

Quote of the Day
Tough times never last, but tough people do.
Robert H. Schuller

Image ... Flower shop window. North End.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

May 1, 2010



Frederike and I went to the garden. Our garden season is getting going late due to all the flooding after 14" of rain in March, but the soil is now finally workable. The day was sunny, calm and in the 70's. Quite a change from the cool. wet and windy spring so far. Numerous neighbors were out.

Fred dug over and groomed three beds, planting out two with seeds and transplants brought down from Dot on our bikes. I pruned the raspberries in Chychy's garden (the fruit and flower side), started to weed and mow the lawn, then dug and groomed the tomato bed in our garden (the vegetable side). Read and relaxed, then biked back.




Image ... Saints for Sale. North End, Boston.

Monday, April 12, 2010

April 13, 2010



Image ... Curiousity shop window. North End, Boston.

Monday, February 1, 2010

February 1, 2010





This photograph is composed of many triangles - arrows, spears and convergences. It was taken from inside the Copps Hill Burying Ground, in the North End, looking down onto Snowhill Street running in the foreground.

A friend of mine, Al Petrucelli, said he used roller skate down Snowhill and stop his imminent demise by grabbing onto and swinging around the sign post at the apex of the triangular front yard of the peaked little witch's house.

Peter and I spent the day doing a project on Beacon Hill. Cold bike rides there and back again. It's cool that we get our fitness training in the course of getting paid rather than paying a gym to ride a bike in front of a TV screen. With people who, at a guess, are in front of screens all day.


Image ... Snowhill Street, Boston, from the Copps Hill Burying Ground.