Beckett on the mound, threat of thundershowers, hail. I could not see one empty seat in the stands.
I didn’t really want to drive up in this weather. Dinner with my friend Dean at O’Learys Pub on Beacon Street for our pre-game meal. I left him relaxing there while I walked up to Yawkey Way to take my pictures. Just as I got up near Lansdowne, the skies opened up and the umbrellas came out. I took terrific shots, got drenched.
Hard work fighting the crowd and the weather for my reference material, looking like a tourist. I am sure there are worse ways to earn a living.
And I will look back at last night, glad that I made the effort to get the shots for great paintings of Fenway Park to come.
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