This week, Sue’s dictionary fell open to the word “Old,” and now we are challenged with finding photographs that fit the theme.
So, because my mother’s birthday would have been Sunday, I’ll start with an old photo of her from around 1947:
Next, a bit of detail from an old light fixture inside the Smithsonian Castle:
Last two are faces of our elders. There is wisdom that comes with the years.
I wasn’t sure I had any parade photos I hadn’t already shared on this blog, but did manage to come up with two from Boston’s St. Patrick’s Day Parade last weekend. Both are of Boston firetrucks which traditionally lead the parade. Boston seems to have its fair share of parades, so watch this space for many more parade photos in the future! For now, though, just these two:
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Hubby and I spent several hours in South Boston today, waiting for the St. Patrick’s Day parade. We were near the end of the route, and 90 minutes after the parade should have started, nothing had happened. We enjoyed the people watching, but we decided to get out of the cold and head home, since there was no indication of when the parade might reach us. So, I’ve got pictures of some of the faces to share, but none of the parade that wasn’t.
Larry Bird made a surprise appearance.
Mohawk and a jack-in-the-box leprechaun hat.
This cutie got my vote for best-dressed.
The dog does not appear to be amused by his person’s clothing choices.
I’ll keep my “green” to the theme of the weekend, since St. Patrick’s Day is kind of a big deal in Boston. I have co-workers who’ve asked for Monday off, because they’ll still be drunk Monday morning. I must be old. Or not Irish enough. Or something. So, in the spirit of green, and the spirit of the holiday, some photos from last year’s St. Patrick’s Day parade in Boston’s South End.
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Saturday was the Caribbean Carnival in Mattapan, a neighborhood in south Boston. Bright colors, loud music and great food. At least, I assume there was great food – my husband assures me it was across the street from where we were. Across a street that was barricaded to prevent crossing. I’m pretty sure we missed the best part, but we very much enjoyed what we saw.
Lots of feathers, skimpy costumes and jewels were the flavor of the day.
Going to need a new costume for next year’s parade!
This is the guy Darth Maul wants to be when he grows up!
She did not look happy to be there. I imagine it was a little warm under all those feathers.
I have to say, I was shocked some of these costumes were allowed in public.
This woman was not a performer – this is how she dressed just to watch the event.
It was a lot of fun to see the national pride, and people proudly wearing the colors and waving the flags of their native countries.