Field Trip to the Public Garden

If it’s Spring, we’re going to the Public Garden – that’s just a fact. It happens every year, so you should be used to it by now. I confess I’ve been sitting on these photos all week, less because I wasn’t sure what new thing I could possibly invent to say about them, and more because I’ve been so terribly busy. We have a lot going on next week: closing on the house, moving in, welcoming our first guests (Mom, Dad, David, Jenny), and getting married (yay!). All of that would be a fulltime job anytime, but of course I have a small stir of chaos at work at the same time, so it’s been a perfect storm. I’m looking forward to being settled in, and returning to my routine (though it will be a new routine, of course!), in which I eat properly, get enough sleep, and find time to exercise.

Anyway, all of this going on, and tonight I was checking the weather because we’re experiencing a small temperature drop tonight, and I discovered that some of the US is getting snow tonight, including my aunt Joyce, reading this from Rapid City (hello!). It seemed exactly the right time to post photos of flowers, blooming their hardest now that Spring has finally come around.

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I know I’ve said this before, but the longer I live in the suburbs, the more Boston begins to feel like a production. You’ve got to drive all the way in. You’ve got to find parking. You’ve got to continue searching for parking. Ah ha! You found parking. Now you’ve got to actually park without scratching your car or anyone else’s. Did you remember quarters? You didn’t? Too bad. Etc.

On the other hand, when we finally do make our way into the city and get situated, it feels like a mini vacation every time.

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As we begin to think about our new house, one fun part that we’re spending a lot of time talking about (possibly because it’s the least pressing matter, one we won’t be tackling for quite a long time) is what to do about landscaping. I’m finding that absolutely everyone has strong opinions about this.

You must plant native plants.

No need to plant native plants unless you’re making a segue from woods into your yard.

Etc.

One thing everyone agrees on, is we must have trees, preferably trees that produce flowers in the Spring so Yen can just haul all his gear out to the front yard and snap photos while I see about a cup of tea. The trouble is, what’s the right variety?

Not magnolias, I think. The flowers are so beautiful, but they make an awful mess when the petals inevitably fall to the ground. That brown mush just isn’t attractive, and I imagine Dad would point out the safety issue if guests must trod upon the whole slippery mess. No, magnolias will be enjoyed at the Public Garden and not in our front yard.

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The trend of hiring a professional photographer for your children on a Sunday afternoon seems to have died down – or maybe it just hasn’t started for the season. That was so curious all last year. This year it’s all phones and the occasional full-on iPad, and parents trying so hard to get Junior to smile. This little guy was quite amiable and really just wanted to touch the tulips. I can’t say I blame him.

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This poor girl had her hat pulled tight around her face, rather as if confronted by paparazzi. Her parents kept trying to get her to turn this way or that, and please smile. Like the little boy, she really just wanted to enjoy the day.

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And the swan boats were out. Have we all read Trumpet of the Swan? Ok, good. No swans in evidence nesting on the little island, but we did spot quite a few ducks and even a couple of turtles.

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This is such a Boston photo. Yen could sell it as a postcard.

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A man offered to take our picture, and for once I took him up on the offer. Afterward, we offered to take his. “No thanks,” he said, “I’m from around here.” See you around, buddy! Heh.

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This little girl was completely undeterred by her mom’s camera (and Yen’s apparently). She went right for the ducklings and had a great time ripping their hats off and riding them.

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I don’t know who placed all of the hats on the ducklings, but they were just perfect.

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We stopped over in Chinatown for bowls of bun, then decided to wander on up Beacon Hill. We actually found a few little streets neither of us had been to before. The residents had kindly filled their wee “lawns” with flowers for us.

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In addition to admiring the flowers, we enjoyed the iron work. You can’t hang out on Beacon Hill and not admire the ironwork.

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I liked this kid’s enthusiasm. Poor girl. David’s last day of classes is tomorrow!

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At last we headed for the Esplanade and I made Yen pose for a photo.

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I thought you’d appreciate a blooper photo after all of the carefully planned ones you always see.

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This squirrel was fast asleep in the sun. People were passing by underneath him all afternoon, and he never stirred. Tough life.

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Ah, a nice ending. Yen and I are such big fans of birch trees. Isn’t this a beautiful little grove?

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