an evening walk
Sep. 23rd, 2009 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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trouble4hire and I were out near Lechmere towards the close of our date. I suggested to her that we walk back to Harvard to catch the 77 for home, and she suggested that a walk along the Charles might be nice. It was, actually, much better than nice. The sun was just starting to move towards the horizon and there was a gentle breeze from the water. We saw only a few other people and dogs during our slow, relaxing ramble. The city looked shiny and perfect across the river. I said to T, "This is how Boston looks in postcards, and you always think 'But it never really looks like that.' Except tonight it does." The sun was setting as we got to the train station for our ride home.
trouble4hire and I were out near Lechmere towards the close of our date. I suggested to her that we walk back to Harvard to catch the 77 for home, and she suggested that a walk along the Charles might be nice. It was, actually, much better than nice. The sun was just starting to move towards the horizon and there was a gentle breeze from the water. We saw only a few other people and dogs during our slow, relaxing ramble. The city looked shiny and perfect across the river. I said to T, "This is how Boston looks in postcards, and you always think 'But it never really looks like that.' Except tonight it does." The sun was setting as we got to the train station for our ride home.![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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