Remembering Boston (Without Snow)

I write this as many dear friends are on their millionth hour of deep snow, wretched freezing temperatures, and cabin fever.  The PNW has been rocking this winter- mild, warm and SO MUCH SUNSHINE. Now, I wanted this post to serve as a reminder of the good that has been the east coast- and it will return.

Winter Boston meet Summer Boston. I know it has been a while since you’ve had clear streets, sunshine, and easy access to your city.

I’ve been holding these photos of The Natural Ginger  and her Mr. for a few months.  They needed some real attention, so they waited until all of my family photo sessions to be worked on. They got married in August at the family farm and had some gorgeous photos taken by my favorite photography duo- Memory Montage Photography, but wanted just a little bit of Boston time their wedding clothes. While out in Boston last September with the handsome, we took to the streets in full wedding attire, including an impromptu bouquet constructed in line at Trader Joe’s.  We made our way through the city from the Boston Public Library, Fenway Park, and the Northeastern Campus where they first met.  The night closed with a dive bar filled with friends. Couldn’t ask for a better memory of sweet summer.

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From Portland West to Portland East

I needed a vacation. Like get away and discover something new- relax, sleep, and unplug kind of vacation.  I found myself driving to Portland Oregon to hop a plane east to Boston, Massachusetts.

I’ve been to Boston a few times over the last few years. It is the home of the tea party, the Red Sox, Paul Revere, and of course my best friend.  Knowing that she was a worker bee during the week, I opted for adventure and took a train to Portland, Maine.

I am so glad that I did- I found the town to be charming, friendly, and diverse.

Amtrak made it almost too easy to get there via the Downeaster. On my walk into town from the train, I found the Inn at St. James which provided lovely accommodations last minute for a heck of a deal.

I wandered through town, finding little gems around town, and more specifically in Old Port including places like Motifs,  Portland Dry Goods, and Toko Indo.

I snacked at the Salt Exchange for a watermelon & feta salad, Bam Bam Bakery, for a latte and the world’s gooiest macaroon,  and indulged in many beers and an authentic Lobster Roll at Boone’s on the 2nd floor deck. Evening indulgence was furthered with a cup of chowder at  Eventide and the most decadent scoop of hazelnut chocolate gelato at the Gelato Fiasco. Needless to say, it was a food lover’s paradise.

I walked every calorie off going up and down THE hill several times back to the inn and walking the Eastern Promenade.

Even with so much time walking, I certainly didn’t take a lot of photos. I think that was the point for me- I wanted some time to just unwind. Here are the few I managed to capture.

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Boston in March

We took an excellent trip East this past weekend to Boston to visit friends. The weather was outstanding and totally uncommon for a St. Patrick’s Day weekend and we loved every second of it. Surprisingly, my camera spent more time on my back that in my hands because I focused much more of my time on our experience of the city. I am finding more and more that when I focus so much on photos, some things in the moment are missed. There is a song by John Mayer that pinpoints my thoughts directly when it comes to travel and photography with my favorite few lines below:

“Today I finally overcame
tryin’ to fit the world inside a picture frame
Maybe I will tell you all about it when I’m in the mood to
lose my way but let me say
You should have seen that sunrise with your own eyes
it brought me back to life
You’ll be with me next time I go outside
no more 3×5’s
just no more 3×5’s”

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