[Fairfield St, Back Back, Boston; 5/28/12]
You rarely see kids in Back Bay, except maybe in a park with parents, visiting. You see babies sometimes, toddlers, little ones in strollers, but not school-age children hanging out with friends or playing alone. It's an expensive neighborhood and the local grade schools are bad unless you can afford private school (that flag on the building at left is on a Montessori school). I've seen the kid whose legs sprawl out of the doorway above before in the same spot with another child, so maybe he lives there, or at least is a regular visitor. He was sitting on the steps turning over a rubber ball in his hands, waiting.

A poignant shot of lonely legs. I hope he gets someone to play with!
Posted by: Relatively Retiring | Thursday, May 31, 2012 at 02:49 PM
Thanks, RR. Yes, I hope that's what he was waiting for.
Posted by: Leslee | Friday, June 01, 2012 at 08:45 AM
There's a short story, starting right here!
Posted by: Relatively Retiring | Saturday, June 02, 2012 at 02:04 AM
If only I were a fiction writer. :-)
Posted by: Leslee | Saturday, June 02, 2012 at 10:26 AM