If you’ve been following this blog, god bless you, you’ve probably noticed that I’ve been a little distant. It’s not your fault, I’m not trying to avoid you.

My best excuse is that my life has been incredibly boring. I don’t have a single thing to complain about; this past winter was mild, a wine store is just around the corner, and I have fabulous dentist who on each visit teaches me to floss. If I can’t complain about something what else is there, I mean, really.

This photo was taken in the Boston Public Gardens a week ago, a week ago when it was seventy degrees and I was resisting the urge to sun bathe on the driveway outside of my apartment. It was such a fantastic day, my favorite time of the year in fact, when finally the world is alive again and there’s chance of encountering a wild turkey on the streets of Brookline.

SML and I recently made a decision to move to New York City so I’ve been sentimental about Boston ever since. I really haven’t said just how much I admire Boston and I don’t want my negative complaining to get in the way of just how beautiful and friendly the city really is. Boston Common! Faneuil Hall! THE ESPLANADE! I could go on, and on, and on...well, you get the drift.

BUT...Boston is no New York. It's no Florida either, but that's another story.

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