At this time of year, autumn, in this geographical spot, New England, and at my age, 69, every morning whether I want it or not I have a glass of melancholia, straight up.
This is Beaver Pond in Franklin, Mass.… Read the rest
First Snow and Those Questionables
If you watched any professional football this Sunday, you probably saw the New England Patriots playing the Tennessee Titans in a blowing snow storm at Gillette stadium in Foxborough.
I watched the first three minutes (three minutes more than I … Read the rest
My Eyes Can Only Look At You
I went to the Institute of Contemporary Art in Boston yesterday. At the end of visit, tucked in the smaller gallery, was an exhibit by a photographer who titled her exhibit, “My Eyes Can Only Look at You”. Without seeing … Read the rest