We wanted to share a few throwback photos of Halloween taken in Boston in 1986 while we were traveling through on our North American Journey.
There is nothing like being in Salem, Massachusetts for Halloween festivities. The community takes this holiday seriously.
We walked through the brothel which still has erotic art on the walls and where the “beds” are rather short. There are stone penises in certain passageways that point toward the bordello. We saw graffiti in the bath house – a bird scratched into the marble. The sculptures by MItoraj seem to belong where they have been positioned. And they really add so much beauty and depth to the ruins. I was so happy to be able to see them.
Wild artichokes permeate the wilderness of Southern California, a region whose climate is similar to that of the Mediterranean. For many years we have ridden our mountain bikes past several stands of artichokes in their various stages. In late winter you’d see stalks bereft of flowers. Then in spring a bunch of spiky bulbs lolled on their stems. By summer the bulbs would burst with purple blooms. After that, the stands of chokes looked dead and depleted, the bulbs drooping with white fluff.
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