Harvard Yard, Cambridge, Massachusetts ~ May 5, 2006
Harvard Yard was lovely and peaceful on a pleasant day in May. It was also drenched in history. I wish I'd done more research before going. The town of Cambridge seemed small and quaint, just about perfect for a college town. There was so much history at every turn, much of it buried in the unknowable space beneath the sod, between blades of grass, and behind antique lintels. The yard, the buildings and the town were simply going about business as usual. For some reason I felt that X-ray vision into the past would serve me well here . . . if I had it, of course! In addition, any location made with so many red bricks is compelling to someone who grew up surrounded by ranch-style stucco.
If you are interested in the pros and cons of dusty, old museums, check out my post from yesterday on Tapirs: The Tapir Preservation Fund (TPF). The museum was only a couple of blocks from here.
