City of lights

I know Paris thinks it’s the city of lights, but it’s how I think of Boston now that I live at the marina which is just a festival of light between the sailboat masts entwined in Christmas strands to the dock markers to the encircling city lights. And the neighborhood too has so many interesting art light installations. It really came alive to me today when I got back to Boston. Such a contrast from Roque Bluffs which is so magically dark and quiet at night. I think I’m a bit on sensory overload trying to process it all