I wish I would have thought of doing a panorama. Reading left to right with majors gaps, this is the view from west of the harbor islands to the city.
The sky changed dramatically from the bright light of the sun through the clouds onto the water to the city haze.
On a bitterly cold day last week, I was walking up a hill admiring the sparse pastoral scene of young bare trees. My kind of place
or not?
The view from the top of the hill was quite different.
05/31/10
The smoke from the fires in Quebec blanketed New England yesterday, it actually smelled like smoke everywhere and gave a strange almost fog like view. First I went for a walk along the river
Then I went to a rooftop where one can usually see miles away, but not yesterday