The Public Library of Brookline

The Public Library of Brookline is a magnificent building inside and out. Tourists and locals alike flock to the Boston Public Library (and for good reason), but I prefer this lesser known gem, which has an impressive history of its own. Though the library itself was established in 1857, the present building dates from 1910 and is probably most well known for it's lovely, oak-paneled reference room. I find myself here on most winter weekends, embracing the cold on my walk there and then distracting myself from it by the books that await me. It has been an eventful winter in Boston, dominated by frigid temperatures and snow that temper my yearning to explore elsewhere, even beyond my own neighborhood. 

So instead, I hibernate within the walls of this library or my apartment,  exploring new worlds within the books I hold in my dry, dry hands. 

A Saturday Evening in Olmsted Park

Here are pictures from a recent Saturday evening stroll through Olmsted Park, a place I have enjoyed immensely this summer.  Now are the twilight days of the season,  before the arrival of autumn and all the wonder the fall months carry. The days are shortening and the sun retires earlier and earlier, but before it does, therein lies the magic hour, when shots like the ones above were taken, thanks to the iphone 5. Here's to embracing the last summer evenings of the year.

Allston Art + A Bit of Brookline

There's much to notice in Allston. Add Brookline to the mix and I've got months of exploring the details ahead of me, months of sifting through the layers and stumbling upon the surprises. I really enjoy living in the near space between these two neighborhoods. The street art on Harvard Ave (and nearby streets) is perhaps one of the first things you notice about the stretch between Allston Village and Brookline. Mural after mural abounds and its through them that I feel the pride of the inhabitants here. I feel it more than I did in Somerville or Cambridge-it's much more pronounced here, thanks to the time artists have spent decorating the sides of these buildings with their appreciation. When I miss my old neighborhood, these murals remind me that I've moved to an area that people love, and have loved for a long time.