Travelogue

So, you ask - what have those two scamps, Muscato and Mr. Muscato, been up to? Still on the road. We've crossed the Atlantic - missing the old Normandie or Berengaria every inch of the way - and landed in Boston.

We admired tall buildings:

And the bronzes outside the Public Library. If I had an ounce of energy I'd look them up, but I think they're St. Gaudens.

We moved on to family in and about Manhattan, and celebrated the Fourth on the Circle Line, taking in the much-ballyhooed temporary installation, the Waterfalls. Rather dramatic:

And had a sober moment passing part of Lower Manhattan, where no matter what goes in and up, there will always be an aching void:

And ended up in my sister's rather Narniesque garden to think about it all:

A very dull couple of weeks coming up, learning the kinds of things that practical people think are important in perhaps the direst of all American cities: its capital. We will extract what joy we can, and pass it on.