It was a glorious day at the harbor. I took my camera and a good book [Walter Isaacson's biography of Benjamin Franklin] and wandered around for a while taking pictures.
I finally settled on Federal Hill where I had a great view of the harbor.
Don't ask!
Ol' Sam still stands guard.
I sat on a bench for a while, reading and enjoying the sun and a cool breeze, then wended my way back home along Montgomery Street.
And on the way I discovered that some of my neighbors are stranger than I thought.