Cool places in Boston – Copley Square Public Library

During a Sunday afternoon walk through Boston’s Back Bay we decided to go inside the Public Library building (at Copley Square). We immediately enjoyed the marble stairwell and chandeliers.

Boston’s public library is one of the largest in the country.

On the second floor I liked the main reading area with its green lamps on the tables.

On the third floor we came across this beautifully ornate room. There was also an exhibit of American prints from different artists (etchings, lithographs, and woodcut prints) that we enjoyed a lot.

I was mostly impressed by the Mediterranean style court yard. The building was completed in 1895, and designed by a famous New York architecture firm.

Right now the court yard is empty, since we are technically in the middle of winter. I am sure this place will get busy once it gets warmer.

I would love to hear of beautiful public buildings in your city. We all have seen them from the outside, but may not have seen the inside.

Cold comfort

I don’t know what the weather is like where you are but here in Boston it is really cold. There is nothing unusual about cold weather in January, in Massachusetts, but it is unusual to have not suffered through a number of snowstorms by now.

Many would say, hey be happy – you don’t have to shovel, or try to maneuver your car over ice or worry about falling down into a slushy liquid mess. I am happy to avoid those negative aspects of winter but something is missing. I do believe that familiar weather patterns are just like other things that are familiar to us all, they make us comfortable because we know what is coming or what to expect.

For months now I have been posting photos of some adorable feral kittens that live in my neighborhood. They come through my yard frequently. I have never touched them but I observe them and draw pleasure from their existence. When I think they and their mother are having a hard time, I sometimes leave them food. The mom has lived in this neighborhood for at least five years and seems to be deaf. She also appears to be pretty old. Those of you who have observed or enjoyed the company of cats know that they don’t have wrinkles to tip you off to their age, but they do have a “look” that says I’m no kitten! I have never touched the mom and she hisses at me on occasion. She’s a tough kitty raising her litters on her own. I believe that I saw one of her kittens 3 years ago. I have never seen the others until now. For some reason in 2011 she let me see the last pair of kittens that she had. Note that I said “see” not “touch.”

Well, I was happy with this stand off. I knew that if I touched her or her kittens that I would be a goner. I would care too much. I would have one more thing to worry about. Guess what? It has happened anyway. What I am dealing with now is observing this family as it grows and observing more about their lives. One kitten is male and the other is female. They are now 7 or 8 months old. I expected the male to leave and look for a partner but the family has not separated yet. I sometimes see the 3 of them sleeping together in a pile of leaves.

Yesterday, on a very cold day, I observed the kittens sitting on a concrete wall near the side of my house. They both had blown up tails and were very still. I couldn’t see the mom and I tried to see what is was that had frightened them. As I continued to view them from my window, I observed a very large grey male cat on the other side of our fence looking very mean and hissing. I ran to put on a jacket, charged outside with a shovel and saw the large male and the male kitten (who is actually a good size himself) run off. They were growling and hissing as they disappeared from my view.

I could go on forever about this and I am sure that some of you already know where I am headed in this story. Let me end it this way:  I know that the cats can take care of themselves, all cats should be spayed or neutered, no I can’t own or protect every animal in the world, why didn’t I bla, bla, bla…

Listen, I am grateful to have the opportunity to love people and animals. I am happy to love these kittens from afar. The male cat will be chased away eventually, that is they way it works in the animal world. I am happy that they haven’t not be adversely effected by deep New England snows but you know what? That is cold comfort to me…

Happy to be here…


I don’t want to believe that the new year is here already but it is.  It’s not that I don’t look forward to the future because I do. Besides, the future is coming no matter what I think.

I guess that much like the warm sun on a summer’s day, I want to bask in the glory of good times. I have learned that no matter what is going on in my life, good or bad,that I am blessed, lucky, or what ever you choose to call it.  I am grateful to be alive to face what ever life throws towards me.

I may not win every game or get what I want or feel very cheerful but I sure am happy to be here to lose, complain and feel what I’m feeling. In my mind it is all good, even when it isn’t. 

I was enjoying the company of one of my cats the other day and observed how he arched his back and took every bit of pleasure from the rub that I gave him. He didn’t know how soon it would stop but he was going to enjoy it while it lasted.  I love to plan ahead but my cat showed me that being in the moment was just as important as thinking ahead.

During the Christmas season I was very busy and had the pleasure of seeing friends and family. I was able to have a Christmas tree, lights, and good food. I am extremely grateful for all of these things. I realize that there are many people who are suffering or are unhappy at this time of year. I think of them and pray that life will improve for them. I don’t deserve happiness more than they do, no one does. I understand that life ebbs and flows. I have been very ill, down, and unhappy. I may end up there again even though I don’t want to. Worry does not change any situation and preparation can only do so much. The good thing is that situations are not static and there is reason to hope for the best.

Happy New Year to all. It is another chance at life and another chance at contentment. I didn’t want the enjoyment I had last year to pass and of course, it did! Like the clock on New Years Eve, time moves on. I’m over it and I am happy to be here…with you.