Though I'd intended to take some photos of the snow during our brief walk around Back Bay and Beacon Hill, I ended up with few. For one thing, the snow was already melting and there were no picturesque snow clinging to branches scenes. For another, I think we are simply tired of it now. What's novel earlier in winter becomes "good lord, not another snowstorm!" We are suffering the after effects of many snowy weeks in a row. So I leave you with a few shots of winter's last gasp (possibly just one of her last gasps) in Boston.