SouthEast of Boston

SouthEast of Boston. Children and grandchildren to visit.

Things to be seen.

Things to be appreciated.


Appreciation of ice and snow. Touch me! For this boy, an irresistible combo.

Streetside rhythm.


Hingham shopfront.

Sunset rhythm.


Array of sailboat masts. Stored ashore for winter.

There was the odd (and astonishingly expensive) grocery item to admire.


I was going to post a more artistic photo, a beautiful one, of shiny apples, arrayed in rows, but a nice store goon came out and told me it was against store policy to photograph anything in the store. Really?, Why? “Because it’s against store policy.” Isn’t the store a public place, and isn’t one allowed to photograph in a public place? “Taking photographs is against store policy”. Even if there are no people in the photos, and the photographer is seeking the artistic image? “No, it’s against store policy:. I wasn’t taking pictures of the big rotten spot in one of their eggplants, nor of the shrinkwrapped packages of once-yellow patty pan squash that should have been sent to the trash days ago, I was looking for the interesting. So, you get instead a photo I took before the company functionary shut me off. And you can admire their worker’s commitment to company rules, and to their remarkable “value added” pricing chutzpah, instead of their appreciating their artful display. (Name of store on request.)

Out of the store, off to the shore.


Nice waves. My Old Salt friend Ray commented on this photo. He said, of that giant cargo ship out there on the horizon, “At sea, mass is your friend.”

Not all things humans do are exclusionary or concerned with protection from imaginary harm.

Consider the lighthouse.

Consider that it was built with money from our collective pockets, to save mariners from shiprwreck and drowning.

How many lives has this beacon saved?

Thank you, altruistic part of humanity!

May we remember the collective good in these self-centered times.


Minot’s Ledge Lighthouse. A mile offshore. Built between 1855 and 1860 at a cost of $300,000.00. That was when our currency was backed by gold, at $21.00 per ounce. At this writing, gold is $1661.00 per house. $300,000.00 in 1855 represented 14,286 ounces of gold. In today’s “money, that much gold would cost you $23,728,570.00. That’s inflation!’s_Ledge_Light

3 responses to “SouthEast of Boston

  1. Great post, Tom. Please do tell, what store was it? As for Minot’s Light (as we always called it) I grew up in Scituate where the lighthouse was clearly visible from the shore. My grandmother taught me that the blinking light signals: “I love you” . Her husband (my grandfather) had been killed at sea during WW 2 & she found the message comforting, she always said. May 2013 bring agricultural abundance & good health to you & yours.

  2. Tom, just a note of gratitude for all the words and images that have enriched our lives all year long. May you long continue!

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