red brick streets

Just back from Boston, spending most of our time in the South End.

It's an odd feeling to be enveloped in red bricks. The side walks are the same dark terra cotta shade as the buildings, giving a sense at moments of being in a large red room. I've heard the lanes of Mykonos described in this way as well.

The freeze/thaw of winter is over, and the sidewalks still speak of motion. You can see they're not really flat, but shifting in gentle waves. Sometimes a brick will pop out of the grid and simply float there. Often, someone has moved a brick and there it sits, free, but a hazard to walkers.

The South End is beautiful but hospitable only to those who are sharp-eyed and sure of step.