We live here, where the weather forecast is rainy and cold every day before I go back to work on Monday.
The Pat Metheny Group lives here, playing “We Live Here.”
We live here near Boston, where there are lots of things to see and do even when it’s rainy and cold.
“We Live Here” was playing in my headphones as I walked around Mount Auburn Cemetery in nearby Cambridge (where I used to live).
Many birds live here in Mount Auburn Cemetery.
After I took that photo of those ducks that live here, my phone stopped living, temporarily.
We all still live here, thank goodness.
Living thanks to all who contributed to today’s post and to you — of course! — no matter where you live.
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Nice one Ann and thanks for the music – makes everything look different somehow.
I agree that music somehow makes everything look different. Many thanks for the nice comment.
Beautiful clicks
Beautiful comment!
The music goes so well with the pictures, and I can see why Tom Magliozzi called Cambridge “our fair city”. I also didn’t know what Citizen Science was. Now I know–and a place with so much history seems a very fitting spot for it.
I’m glad this blog is a fitting spot for your comments, Chris.
That is a very beautiful place in which people who used to live, now live.
Beautifully stated, SD.
Sorry the weather is not cooperating with you on your week off. But like the ducks, you were out in it anyway.
And it was a very ducky day, Emilie.
Now that’s my kind of post….going to a historic cemetery. I visited there in the late 1980’s and took several photographs. I am looking at one right now on my office wall. It is the memorial of E. Power Biggs, the world renowned organist who died in 1977. Hope the sun comes out soon.
Your hope lives here now, Ray.
That dessert with the whipped cream certainly looks worth living there for. đŸ™‚
Your comments are worth living here for, Maureen, as I hope you know.
The blossoms certainly brighten up a dreary day … as does your post Ann!
Your comments definitely brighten up a dreary day, Val!
I have always wanted to visit Mount Auburn and this has really whetted my whistle. I just took my niece and her boyfriend through Oak Hill in Georgetown a few weeks ago. Same sort of garden cemetery first constructed in the 1850s. Well, I’ll just have to get up there. And gee, E. Power Biggs is among the undoubted luminaries…
We who live here would love for you to visit!
what a lovely old cemetery Ann. Perfect for this rainy chilly day. (and more tomorrow ) stay warm!
What a lovely, warm comment, Lisa!
Great photo gallery. Whenever we drive around our lanes and forest, one of us is bound to say ‘We live here’.
Great comment, Derrick.
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