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Photos from Massachusetts.
I wanted you to see a few recent photos. The one above is of a cake that Lisa and her daughter Emmie made for a family birthday, an exercise they apparently perform regularly. This time the cake was for a great niece who wanted pistachio. Isn’t it great?
The day I was visiting them Lisa and I had a walk in the cranberry bog near her house. See the view through the trees. The gnawed tree that follows was along a well-traveled trail in a different town that seemed like a surprising place for a beaver to work.
Also surprising to me is the way the sun seems to rise from a hole in the ground near our parking lot. A kind of cliff in that location creates the magical effect. It’s hard to capture the feeling.
Near a big indoor rink where our granddaughter plays ice hockey, is an adorable little old-time farm we had never noticed, although it’s only one town away. Note the old-time refrigerator indoors.
From my walks: a decommissioned church that is now a youth theater, a decorative birdhouse, a fierce sculpture in Boston honoring the Bruins, Boston’s ice hockey team, and a fire and rescue boat on Boston Harbor.
Next we have Jill Goldman Callahan’s hanging at a local gallery. She calls it “Safety,” a title I kind of get although she may mean something different. The impressive auditorium is in Groton, Massachusetts, where we went for a free lunchtime concert. On that particular day the concert was performed by five of the education wing’s jazz teachers.
Lastly, a scene I never tire of photographing: the view of dawn from our fitness center.
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