Monday, July 6, 2009
This is not the best fried rice I've ever had; I think the fried rice at Great Chow is better. But it's close. And homemade ! I cooked some Uncle Ben's and put it in the 'fridge. The next night, a little canola oil, some diced ham, a little onion, a handful of frozen peas and carrots, and there you have it ! Made in my brand-new (yard sale) aluminum wok.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Beautiful start to the day


The park ranger lady was cleaning up trash at Wollaston Beach. She agreed with me that it's pretty amazing that there's trash on the ground 10 feet from either of the 2 barrels near this bench. I guess it's the product of poor upbringing (yes, Mom, that's a compliment !).

The bumper stickers say "I'd rather be fishing". This looks to me like it could be improved by a portable fold-up canvas chair, but what do I know about fishing ? I love to sit in the boat, and I would hang out here with a cooler, but my favorite fish has already been caught and cleaned.
I was talking to a guy who was walking the beach at the end of Squantum Point. He walks every morning with his dog and picks up the broken glass that the kids leave behind. The dog always finds something to play with (a crushed piece of PVC pipe this time). He says it's easier than playing with the dog himself !
Saturday, June 6, 2009
This is where Alba's Trattoria and The Holy Ground were. I'm hoping this is the beginning of the one billion dollar Quincy Center development project and not just another guy coming in to make a quick buck (like the owner of Alba's did; he opened the place knowing it was going to be razed when the project began, then, unbelievably, moved down the street where his new building will also be razed).
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Memorial Day

This is the site of the Soldiers' and Sailors' Home near Wollaston Beach. It was a farm and home for Civil War veterans. It closed in 1931. It is very quiet and peaceful here. Furnace Brook is in the background.

I went over to Moswetuset and found this flower in the middle of the wood. If I knew more about flowers I would tell you what it was. Maybe a daffodil ?
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Cemetery Statuary

I went to Mt. Wollaston Cemetery this morning. I ran into a guy with a tripod, photographing this statue of an elk (raised by the Quincy Elks). I said "it's nice to know I'm not the only crazy person taking pictures in a cemetery". He laughed (a sure sign of dementia !); I laughed back (an even surer sign of dementia !).

This is a particularly sad story, if you enlarge the photo. Five children. One made it to the age of eight, and he drowned (last name at the bottom). I have never been a parent, but I can't imagine 5 more kids would erase those kind of memories. I guess it really illustrates the differences between the 1850s-60s and today, with our doctors and hospitals.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
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