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Once upon a time, you were actually allowed to throw trash in the trash bins on the commuter rail cars. But then 9/11 happened, or something close after, and the world panicked and they thought people would put bombs in the trash. So they sealed up the bins and now you can’t throw trash away on the train anymore, so people just leave crap on the seats, the tables, the racks or the floor.

everything about this man just says “no.”  arms crossed, severe glare, gun,  cute little state trooper hat. No, you may not come down here; no you may not park your car there; no, you may not pass go or collect $200.

A new week, a new theme. This is the week of “no.”
This first sign is at the exit (not the exit?) of the local Shaw’s. It took me a second to get what it was trying to say, but it amused me at any rate.

Replaced the camera today. Hoping this one is longer lived.

So we’re hoping to have the carpet removed from the second floor sometime soon, including the stairs. Doug did a trial run on one step, removing the carpeting and then sanding and oiling the step. I think it will look nice once they’re all done.

In other news, I dropped and killed my camera yesterday, so this pic was taken on Doug’s old Nikon. Hoping to replace the camera at the local independent shop tomorrow.

These are the stairs in front of my friends Michael and Sabrina’s house. They’re very rustic and attractive, but they lead up to a steep path and are not the greatest things to be walking on in wet weather. So no one uses them–everyone uses the side door, as is the case for many houses in New England.

There are many ways in and out of South Station. These head up to the train station proper from the Red Line T station.  It’s a pretty typical crowd–lots of people carrying bags, one guy with coffee, two girls carrying something weird, and no one looking quite awake yet.

You’d think that Newton, being Newton, would somehow have managed to have very nice train stations. But no. The platform is right next to the Mass. Pike, with stairs leading up to the bridge crossing above. Very utilitarian.

When I walk from the train station to work, there are a couple of routes I can take. Usually I decide based on which way the traffic lights are.  One route involves going down this little flight of stairs from the street, and walking along right next to the water. Which is certainly nicer if there’s something interesting to see, like jellyfish or a duck. But today, there was just water.

These are the main stairs in the museum. As stairs go, they’re pretty fun in that there’s lots of interesting things to see as you go up and down them. Not the least of which is the 3 story climbing structure that is always full of kids navigating their way through.

This week I’m looking at stairs. I realized the other day that I climb stairs a lot; when you have pneumonia and crossing the room makes you breathless, you become very aware of stairs.

These are the stairs at my dentist’s office. I don’t know if it’s carpet cleaner or what, but there is a very distinct peppery smell as you enter this building. I notice it every time.

His office is at the top, immediately on the right.