Boy did we luck out in Boston last weekend. The weather on Saturday was downright spring-like. People were out walking every where. It was so nice we saved the Gardner Museum for Sunday and hit the ground running..........ok, walking.
First we walked from North Station (because we took the train in), to our hotel and then we did the same in reverse, and then the reverse of that again. Crazy walking fools.
We strolled by the common, which was filled with people. There was much less snow in Boston than there is here, so it was pretty easy for people to get around. The Statehouse overlooks Boston Common and it's dome looked gorgeous against the day's blue sky.
We winded our way back over toward Faneuil Hall and Quincy Marketplace.
One of the things I love about a city is the intricacy of architecture of buildings with seemingly mundane purposes...................
..................as well as the elegance of adornments, like this door to one of Boston's post offices.
Something as simple as a window gate becomes a work of art in the city, like these on a government building.
There are small snippets of times past, jammed into what now is. The juxtaposition of old and new, coexisting happily together.
We took our time, stopped to enjoy some unique buskers, and finally landed in front of the hall.
Cradle of liberty. Where poets and paupers, businessmen and rebels met to plan and strategize how to fight the British while giving birth to a new nation.
People like Sam Adams who stands guard over Faneuil Hall.
You can see the Custom House Tower from Faneuil Hall, which actually did house Customs offices in the city for many years.
After we strolled through Quincy Marketplace for a while, we watched some street entertainers doing acrobatics of sorts, as Boston's trees started to light up as light began to dwindle.
We headed back in the general direction of our hotel and ran smack dab into the Old South Meeting House, which was the largest building in colonial Boston. The meeting hall has seen much history, including Samuel Sewell publicly apologizing for the Salem Witch Trials, Benjamin Franklin's baptism, as well as eventually serving as a place for official votes to take place, leading to the American Revolution.
And then, the juxtaposition between new and old could be seen again in the theater district. First the Paramount................
There is something about the energy of a city, that makes the old and the new coexist. It wouldn't be quite right if there was one without the other.
Cold again. I know, big newsflash. Fire is going, dog is yelling that he'd like to come back in and sit next to it, and I'm tackling logo designs and revisions.
What's happening in your world?
Ciao for now,