Observations from the Piazza

For our writing assignment, we were asked to observe a scene on Cagli’s piazza, take notes, write a few paragraphs, and leave ourselves out of the story. Unfortunately, I did not make any images of the scene about which I wrote, so I’ll give you a few of my favorite photos from our time here, instead.


He moved as fast as his short legs could take him, pulling his hand from his mother’s and running to the gelato stand. His curly red hair sticking out in all directions, the boy strained to reach high enough to see into the glass display case. He stands his blue tennis shoes on end.


His mother, in her bright, multi-colored top, stood away from the tables, blowing cigarette smoke away from the groups of people. Her long, tanned, shorts-clad legs crossed as she casually surveyed the scene on the piazza.


She dropped her burned-out cigarette to the cobblestones and strode to a table where another woman and baby waited. She called to the boy, who reluctantly shuffled away from the gelato display to join the women, his feet moving much more slowly, the toes of his shoes dragging on the cobblestones.


Shortly after, the women and children walked slowly away from the gelato stand, one woman pushing a red stroller, the other carrying the baby. They talked animatedly while the boy hung his head in silent lament. No gelato today.


Afternoon at the Arboretum

A few hours in the Arnold Arboretum turned up a wide variety of flowers and other photo opportunities. These are some of my favorites.








I was taking pictures of this empty nest, and every time I got closer to it, a robin behind me started to freak out. I finally decided she probably had eggs in there, so I didn’t get any closer. When I walked away, she made a beeline for the nest!

Early Spring in the Arboretum

We finally came upon a few signs of spring in the Arnold Arboretum, in Boston, this weekend. Magnolia blooms peeking out from their pods? Boom. Done.

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Magnolias, pussy willows, bees and crocuses (crocii?). As always, click on any picture to see it larger (click on all the  pictures – you’ll want to see them larger. You want to buy them? OK. Wait – that website’s not functional yet. Send me a message, or comment, and we’ll work something out).

Bee Mine

Today, we drove all over creation looking for colorful leaves, and what we found pretty much bears out conventional wisdom – drought conditions this summer mean fewer leaves turning colors, and wild rain this week (several inches the past couple days) caused leaves to fall off. We saw a lot of green, a lot of brown, a little yellow, and a very little red. I took exactly three pictures of a single leaf (though the pics were of a tableau, with a leaf included), and Hubby’s numbers were about the same. We started in Quincy, Mass., at 7:30 a.m., drove through north central Mass., to New Hampshire and then Vermont, then back south to Western Mass. We stopped in Shelburne, Mass., at the Bridge of Flowers. This was my favorite image from the day, taken on the Bridge of Flowers.