I took these pictures over a month ago for a bloggy photo essay. These are the towers that mark my route to work. In the non-foliate months, I can see the blue tower from my first turn onto Franklin Street and keep it in sight all the way to work. Now that the trees are thick with green I don’t spot it until I’m within a street of it’s building.
Look! A plane!
“red clock”
Wow. Six weeks ago the trees were bare. Now everything’s green.
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Whole families marched on Sunday, from infants to wheelchaired grandmothers. When I got off the train and waited outside for Jes and Kristin, I was met with dozens of reunions – old friends who were so happy and proud to see each other. That feeling stayed with me the whole day.
Sure it was a huge crowd – more people in one place than I have ever seen. Of course I couldn’t capture in pictures the size of the crowd – I was more interested in taking pictures of people:
And signs. This guy stationed himself just beyond the pro-life demonstrators:
Alanna won the award for the most popular marcher. She and her sign were even recognized by a pro-life site:
When we left the rally, hours later, thousands of people were still marching:
Look at those awesome homemade signs! (photo courtesy of Alanna Boyd):
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Whole families marched on Sunday, from infants to wheelchaired grandmothers. When I got off the train and waited outside for Jes and Kristin, I was met with dozens of reunions – old friends who were so happy and proud to see each other. That feeling stayed with me the whole day.
Sure it was a huge crowd – more people in one place than I have ever seen. Of course I couldn’t capture in pictures the size of the crowd – I was more interested in taking pictures of people:
And signs. This guy stationed himself just beyond the pro-life demonstrators:
Alanna won the award for the most popular marcher. She and her sign were even recognized by a pro-life site:
When we left the rally, hours later, thousands of people were still marching:
Look at those awesome homemade signs! (photo courtesy of Alanna Boyd):
Whole families marched on Sunday, from infants to wheelchaired grandmothers. When I got off the train and waited outside for Jes and Kristin, I was met with dozens of reunions – old friends who were so happy and proud to see each other. That feeling stayed with me the whole day.
Sure it was a huge crowd – more people in one place than I have ever seen. Of course I couldn’t capture in pictures the size of the crowd – I was more interested in taking pictures of people:
And signs. This guy stationed himself just beyond the pro-life demonstrators:
Alanna won the award for the most popular marcher. She and her sign were even recognized by a pro-life site:
When we left the rally, hours later, thousands of people were still marching:
Look at those awesome homemade signs! (photo courtesy of Alanna Boyd):
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In true Swans style, I messed up. Turns out I accidentally signed up for produce delivery every other week. I was so upset when I come home Wednesday night to an empty box. I emailed Jeff, of Boston Organics, and passive-aggressively asked him if I was supposed to get a delivery today. He was very nice, gently told me I had signed up for bi-monthly delivery and changed my profile to weekly.
Raz suggested that I go to the Bread and Circus, sorry, Whole Foods, and buy all the items I would have received this week, and post pictures of the food and the receipt. Luckily Jeff posts the contents of the boxes on the website. So I biked over to the River Street Whole Foods with my shopping list.
They didn’t have organic garlic, so I bought conventional. The strawberries were on sale – I saved a whole dollar! And I bought myself a treat: a box of always-disappearing melba crackers and a piece of rindy sheep’s milk cheese. That’s pretty restrained. I usually leave the Whole Foods with a bag of luxury items.
I left the receipt on the kitchen table overnight.
Turns out I have an editor who is monitoring the journalistic integrity of the blog.
Apparently he didn’t trust me to practice full disclosure. I should have bribed him with a cake and pudding parfait. Well, including the conventional garlic ($0.45), my produce total was $24.13. So, I’m paying $0.87 for someone to select my produce and deliver it to my door. A small price for laziness.
I spotted this kitty sitting in the open window on the fourth floor of the building across the street. How many black kitties do we know that would be content to sit in an open window without exercising its flight instinct?
A black kitty in an unlit window four floors up does not make a successful picture.
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In true Swans style, I messed up. Turns out I accidentally signed up for produce delivery every other week. I was so upset when I come home Wednesday night to an empty box. I emailed Jeff, of Boston Organics, and passive-aggressively asked him if I was supposed to get a delivery today. He was very nice, gently told me I had signed up for bi-monthly delivery and changed my profile to weekly.
Raz suggested that I go to the Bread and Circus, sorry, Whole Foods, and buy all the items I would have received this week, and post pictures of the food and the receipt. Luckily Jeff posts the contents of the boxes on the website. So I biked over to the River Street Whole Foods with my shopping list.
They didn’t have organic garlic, so I bought conventional. The strawberries were on sale – I saved a whole dollar! And I bought myself a treat: a box of always-disappearing melba crackers and a piece of rindy sheep’s milk cheese. That’s pretty restrained. I usually leave the Whole Foods with a bag of luxury items.
I left the receipt on the kitchen table overnight.
Turns out I have an editor who is monitoring the journalistic integrity of the blog.
Apparently he didn’t trust me to practice full disclosure. I should have bribed him with a cake and pudding parfait. Well, including the conventional garlic ($0.45), my produce total was $24.13. So, I’m paying $0.87 for someone to select my produce and deliver it to my door. A small price for laziness.
I spotted this kitty sitting in the open window on the fourth floor of the building across the street. How many black kitties do we know that would be content to sit in an open window without exercising its flight instinct?
A black kitty in an unlit window four floors up does not make a successful picture.
In true Swans style, I messed up. Turns out I accidentally signed up for produce delivery every other week. I was so upset when I come home Wednesday night to an empty box. I emailed Jeff, of Boston Organics, and passive-aggressively asked him if I was supposed to get a delivery today. He was very nice, gently told me I had signed up for bi-monthly delivery and changed my profile to weekly.
Raz suggested that I go to the Bread and Circus, sorry, Whole Foods, and buy all the items I would have received this week, and post pictures of the food and the receipt. Luckily Jeff posts the contents of the boxes on the website. So I biked over to the River Street Whole Foods with my shopping list.
They didn’t have organic garlic, so I bought conventional. The strawberries were on sale – I saved a whole dollar! And I bought myself a treat: a box of always-disappearing melba crackers and a piece of rindy sheep’s milk cheese. That’s pretty restrained. I usually leave the Whole Foods with a bag of luxury items.
I left the receipt on the kitchen table overnight.
Turns out I have an editor who is monitoring the journalistic integrity of the blog.
Apparently he didn’t trust me to practice full disclosure. I should have bribed him with a cake and pudding parfait. Well, including the conventional garlic ($0.45), my produce total was $24.13. So, I’m paying $0.87 for someone to select my produce and deliver it to my door. A small price for laziness.
I spotted this kitty sitting in the open window on the fourth floor of the building across the street. How many black kitties do we know that would be content to sit in an open window without exercising its flight instinct?
A black kitty in an unlit window four floors up does not make a successful picture.
