Can you tell what's down there?
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Boston. I'm following the steps of my younger daughter who lives here. For now.
Late, I walk through her campus, liking the leaves and light that hit her law buildings, in much the same way that I like it when the sun hits the trees outside my own law school office.
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New England. It conjures up a wealth of pretty images.
And food wise? Oh, it's good. I hear on the news that lobster prices are at a twenty year low. Sad for the fishermen. They're hoping that at least people will buy what's brought to shore. We help by eating lobster rolls for dinner.
And we retire. In anticipation of tomorrow’s journey north.