Author Archives: Melinda Green Harvey

the night hurricane Ida arrived in Boston

Having a hurricane in Boston wasn’t something that I really thought would happen, but there was quite a bit of rain and wind that one night. Remembering that “Shitty weather makes good photos.” – the second time in three days that I am quoting Sam Abell – my camera and I went for a bit of a walkabout in the rain.

Boston
photographed 9.1.2021

Disembodied Hand

My friend Don told me this was the best bakery in the North End; he has always given me good advice, so of course I checked it out. The Patient Spouse ordered up come cannoli while I pointed the camera in various directions. The cannoli (which we ate in a light rain beside a basketball court just up the street) were delicious and I came away with a photo of this disembodied hand. It was a win!

Also, the cannoli reminded us of the time we lived in New Orleans during the World’s Fair (remember those?). We would end every one of our visits to the fair (we had passes and went often) by getting cannoli at an Italian bakery and then watching the nightly fireworks display while we devoured our treats.

Bova’s Bakery
North End
Boston
photographed 9.5.2021

Arched

It was one of those compose-and-wait situations that Sam Abell talks about. And I didn’t have to wait very long before a group of pedestrians were right there, under the arc of the water, just where I wanted them to be.

Rose Kennedy Greenway
Boston

photographed 9.5.2021

Remembering John

“Come in! Come on in! Don’t be bashful!” -what the very exuberant gentleman at St. Joseph’s Chapel said to me as I was trying to stealthily photograph the chapel’s foyer. So I did come on in. I sort of had to at that point, right?

North End
Boston
photographed 9.5.2021

Stoop (with umbrella)

It was a cool and drizzly Sunday morning – perfect conditions to wander around the North End to see what there was to see.

Just like I will walk around to the back of things, I will also always peer down narrow passages like this. It was a rich reward, with the brick walls, the stoop, the door with the worn-away paint at the bottom, the window reflections. But mostly: that umbrella!

North End
Boston
photographed 9.5.2021

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