Just a little taste of the weekend trip to Boston. The first day was beautiful and warm, the second overcast, but still lovely. It was great to get back to Boston and visit the home we’d made for 4+ years. Coming back to an old place always give me the feeling that I’ve stepped into a ghost world, where a lot has changed, but most of it has stayed the same. You pick up your old routines, you discover old hiding places, even your senses seem to remember things they’d long forgotten.