The Suckiest Airplane

The passenger next to me uttered an expletive.  I nodded in agreement.

The Delta plane was on the Boston Logan tarmac for an hour and a half.  We both had missed our connecting flight in Detroit.

Delta Planes 7.19.2017

Delta Planes 7.19.2017

No water, the pilot said.  Then, a yellow light appeared which he could not turn off.

This was followed by a generator issue, then a second generator problem.

Finally, we were in the air and a short time later, I was walking into Delta’s Detroit airport toward the Help counter.

“Your next connecting flight is in four hours,” the chippy Delta agent told me with no apology.  I was pissed.

OK, I thought.  I’ve never actually seen all of the airport’s concourses in leisure.  So, let me walk through them and check out the sites and shops.

Water fountain Concourse A 7.19.2017

Water fountain Concourse A 7.19.2017

I must have walked a couple of miles up and down the concourses as an airport-sightseeing-tourist.  Two items of note:

Concourse A: Pretty cool water fountain.

Concourse A to B and C: Tunnel with multi-colored flashing lights in sync with music.

Walking through the tunnel, I swiveled my hips a bit and twisted the rolling carry-on as my partner to the Motown song.   That was fun!

Detroit Airport Connecting Tunnel 7.19.2017

Detroit Airport Connecting Tunnel 7.19.2017

After three hours of walking all the concourses, I returned to my departure gate exhausted.

A colleague joined me with a half hour to go until we boarded the same plane.

Origami Airplane 7.21.2017

Origami Airplane 7.21.2017

The connecting flight was uneventful but my return flights were unpleasant.

Screaming babies and continuous kicking of my seat by toddlers plagued me all the way back to Boston.

Mercifully, both flights were on time.

Once home, I unpacked and folded an Origami airplane.

 

Visit the Arnold Arboretum – a Living Museum, Boston, MA

The Arnold Arboretum, Jamaica Plain, Boston, is an explosion of color in May and June.

It is a living museum with collections of trees, bushes, shrubs and roses from all over the world.

 

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As you stroll along the paths, be surprised by the vistas around each corner.

Origami Dragonfly 6.26.2017

Origami Dragonfly 6.26.2017

Listen to the cacophony of birds especially in the early morning.

Be encircled by iridescent dragonflies darting in and out of the marshy areas.

Enjoy the fresh, crisp air.

Sit on a bench.  Relax and absorb the magnificent landscape.

Father’s Day Tall Ships

Seagulls strut along the dock.  A ship’s horn scares them and they scatter to the heavens.

Boston Ferry 6.18.2017

Boston Ferry 6.18.2017

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Origami Seagull 6.18.2017

Our ferry passes Tall Ships.  We gape at the size of their masts.

We are informed of each vessel’s country and specifics of the complex rigging.

Schooners and smaller craft sail by.

More than 40 Tall Ships, decorated with a multitude of colorful flags, were on parade yesterday.   Today, the Tall Ships are at rest, sails folded.

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It’s Father’s Day and I am now fatherless.  My dad, Errol, died over ten years ago.

Errol was larger than life…bigger than these Tall Ships in my eyes.  Brilliance and hard work led to a full life in Academia.

With my mother, he brought me and my siblings to North America via the Caribbean, Africa and England.

In New England, we would have opportunities not available to us in the British West Indies.

“You’ve had your father your whole adult life,” a friend consoled me at his memorial service.

I did not realize it at the time but she was right.  I am grateful for his life.

 

 

 

Graduation Day – whoo!

My niece graduated from college this weekend!

This is an exciting time for all these young people as they make their way in the world.

Money Mortarboard 5.30.2017

Money Mortarboard 5.30.2017

Thank goodness she has a job waiting for her on the West Coast.

I found this Money Mortarboard Origami design and thought it most appropriate for the occasion.

It was cool and somewhat overcast when I left for Providence on the Amtrak train.

After a lovely ride, I arrived at my destination.

The train station is quite close to the college so I only had to walk across the canal bridge and up some very steep hills.

Canal, Providence, Rhode Island 5.28.2017

Canal, Providence, Rhode Island 5.28.2017

Huffing and puffing, I climbed to the College Green.

I surveyed the empty seats waiting for the graduation crowds and selected some for the rest of my family.

We were coming from mainly the North East, the exception being my dear Aunt who traveled from Barbados for this happy event.

 

Museum of Printing and a Beetle

The Museum of Printing is a terrific destination site North of Boston.  There you can see many examples of printing machines.

Here are some types of printing machines on view at the museum:

Intaglio and Platen Presses, a Hoe Steam Driven Press, Linotype and Ludlow Typesetters, a Heidelberg Windmill Press and many other items relating to the history of printing including a collection of the first Apple computers and very early typewriters.

There are also art exhibits demonstrating different forms of printing.

The day trip to the Museum was organized by the Ticknor Society “a fellowship of book lovers” open to anyone interested in books and collecting.

We were fortunate to have Frank Romano, printing historian and founder of the Museum, as our tour guide.

Origami Beetle 5.1.2017

Origami Beetle 5.1.2017

Mr. Romano describes himself as the last of the forensic typographers – frequently called to identify forgeries and counterfeits.

In addition, he is asked to provide props for movies such as the upcoming Steven Spielberg film which he told us was a secret.

By-the-way, my origami project today was a realistic beetle.

What do you think of this first folding insect experiment?  I’m going to try to fold more of these creatures in the future.

Of Trains and Bears

Announcer calls the 6:20 am Newburyport on track two.  Eight of us stumble to the train.  Damn, it’s cold and with the rain, raw.  We all don hats, scarfs,  gloves and coats.

Lucky if it crawls to the upper 30s.  Never trust the forecasters.

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Half asleep nods at recognition as we claim vinyl seats with dripping umbrellas.

Last call.

Great rumbles, clacks and screeches on the old tracks.

It’s still dark out.

Through dirty windows are leafless trees and telephone pole silhouettes.   Half hour passes to reach Salem, a few exit, two board.

Thin rays of sunshine slice the landscape.  Thirty more minutes.  Break in the light.

We approach Ipswich.  I disembark and watch the train disappear.  It’s  going to be a bear of a morning.

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March Hare or Rabbit?

A fluffy brown rabbit scampered across the footpath.

It turned to look at me, paused for a few seconds, flashed a Mona-Lisa smile – I swear – then slid under the fence around Russell’s Field.

“The first March hare,” I muttered.  “Or, maybe it was a rabbit. Yes, probably a rabbit.”

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Money Rabbit 3.22.2017

I re-adjusted the straps on my knapsack and quickened my pace towards the Alwife train station.

Note to self:  Look up the difference between a hare and a rabbit on Wikipedia.

Maybe it is the ear length which distinguishes the two.

Rabbits flourished on the grassy field.  I doubt there were many predators keeping the population in check.

Cambridge would have to do something this year.

Last Fall, I could count 10 to 20 rabbits on the field as I walked to work in the mornings.  Clearly, they were multiplying.

The rabbits seemed unafraid of humans and only fled when unleashed canines appeared.

I snickered as I approached the station doors, ruminating on the phrase “Hare today and gone tomorrow.”