Boston — stay up late into the night talking about white sails over cheap wine. Ponder about why there is a gradient of blue that lightens as it hits the horizon, understand briefly that there is a scientific reason, understand that that’s not what I’m talking about. Because somehow, closer to the coast, the sky gets so blue that it makes me thirsty. Contemplate that, and remark on the seasoning of the sa...
Cambridge — In Boulder, I thought I lived in a community where something was always going on - well, I was, but Cambridge seems to take this to an overclocked embarrassment of riches, and if I venture out of my n...
Boston — The Charles W. Morgan is the oldest surviving whaling ship in the world, and this summer it’s set sail again, after a lengthy restoration process and much work on the part of the folks at Mystic Seapo...
Boulder — I’ve been sending one of these every weekday to the same man for the better part of a year - taking a break at some part of my work day to draw one out of the box in my desk drawer, pen a silly little...
A late summer afternoon Boston South Station, about to head west on the Commuter Rail
The view from the deck of the Charles W. Morgan. She's visiting Boston for a few days, and I had the lucky privilege of an early-bird tour!
Ordinary things: but they mean I am settling into a new home. (Also, after three months, I finally have something to put my clothes in.)
Like a little furry Eloise. Between apartments for two weeks, but we were lucky to find a cat-friendly hotel!
So I'm settling into this new life in Boston pretty well.
The last of the box of 100 postcards, in the mail. So that they're all postmarked Boulder.
This is what a bicycle looks like when flipped upside down and wrapped up in furniture pads.
About Working on Saturdays
This is a poorly taken photo. But it is the only kind you take at a bar late at night.
When I grow older, marry me and