Shhhhhhh

Delicious, peaceful quiet, that's what I hear right now. It's 7 a.m. Saturday morning and I woke particularly early. The dog is sleeping and while getting up even earlier is typical of me, I'm not often conscious this early on a Saturday.

I forgot how nice it could be. My tree-lined street which can typically be hustle-bustle, part of Boston's lush South End neighborhood yet close enough to Massachusetts Avenue to hear frequent sirens and trucks and rude drivers and all the other sounds such cities bring. But not right now. Only the birds, that's it. Not even a car. Maybe the fog has kept people in bed especially late, and maybe this is what 7a.m. on a Saturday morning brings, I've just never taken the time to listen. I'm always in a hurry to grab my coffee and hit the remote, but this sweet quiet is better than anything the tube could show, so I've left it off.

Today is Boston's 'Gay Pride', the gays are proud. Of what, I'm not quite sure. I'd rather see it as a day and weekend focused on civil rights but that's what makes me different. Today in my neighborhood, there will be dancing men in leather harnesses and drag queens in sequined mermaid gowns and Marilyn wigs, all dancing down Tremont Street toward Boston Common. The obligatory women on motorcycles and guys with tie-dyed flags marching in unison will play their part also. But for now, only peace and quiet with morning birds calling out. I wish it wouldn't end.

Posted by JD on June 9, 2007 7:48 AM