I wouldn’t have called Boston beautiful before this weekend, as I’m always visiting family in December. Not a lovely time, unless like my friend Liz you like gray, rainy days.

And the first day was rainy and cool, but then a gorgeous sun broke out Sunday. We went boating in the Boston harbor, saw a Red Sox game in Fenway Park, and enjoyed the beauty of this amazing city.

The joy was dampened somewhat by the heartbreaking loss of my Irish on Saturday, but alas…there’s always next week.