
Art as a Mirror
The early afternoon sunshine cast a luminous glow onto smooth alabaster as it forced its way into the dark courtyard … Continue reading Art as a Mirror
The early afternoon sunshine cast a luminous glow onto smooth alabaster as it forced its way into the dark courtyard … Continue reading Art as a Mirror
On the highest point in Boston’s North End sits a cemetery. Late in the afternoon, after the Freedom Trail pilgrims … Continue reading True Son of Liberty
The cold wind blew heavy out of the north under a clear sky as oars, muffled by petticoats, sliced through … Continue reading “An Upright and Useful Citizen”
Sitting on the corner of Tremont and School Street in the heart of today’s downtown Boston is a spot of … Continue reading They Called Themselves Believers
Salem, Massachusetts is a place that doesn’t take itself too seriously, at least at first glance. Despite the dark history … Continue reading Past is Present
It was a gray, overcast day with a little mist in the air. A perfect day for a visit to … Continue reading A Visit with Mad Martha
It was a misty, foggy, chilly night in Boston. It had been raining all day – you know, the kind … Continue reading Temple of Crows
It was a cold January day when I set out to follow the Freedom Trail in Boston. Beginning at Boston … Continue reading Along the Freedom Trail
We flew in to Boston super early. We’d come for business, but like all other trips, we had to squeeze … Continue reading Looking for Moby Dick
Old North Church. I’d been trying to get there during three trips to Boston. The first two times we arrived … Continue reading Old North