A Lady in Boston

Continuing on the Pennsylvanian theme, I had the pleasure of visiting Frank Lloyd Wright's magical Fallingwater during my...

 These days, it seems like we are in the age of the technological small. What was once large yet effective, is now clunky ...

A Bostonian April flits between winter and spring. One never quite knows if the day will resemble the bleakne...

Though I have been updating this blog less frequently, I've been taking more and more photographs of the city, only negl...

The beginning of Commonwealth Ave starts where the Public Garden ends. Lately I've taken to walking from work all the way t...

 I live amidst rows of apartment buildings steeped in early 20th century history, when this ar...

 As many times as I have visited Boston, I never once thought of entering Trinity Church. Of course, I have pa...