My folks didn't come to Boston for gourmet grub and visits with friends alone. Yesterday we hit up the Museum of Fine Arts (where I fell in love with Louis-Léopold Boilly
) instead of letting hurricane-force winds on the Cape hit us. And today we immersed ourselves (figuratively speaking, of course) in the wonders of watery Creation at the New England Aquarium -- where I fell in love again with my telephoto lens.
Jellyfish are crazy (arguably the world's most numerous predators and some of them are more closely related to humans than to each other!) but Rockhopper penguins are adorable.(Look closely in this photo and you can totally see that Emperor penguin [statue] gnaw on my decidedly-non-krill-shaped fingers.)