We took advantage of a quintessential New England summer day by hiking in the Blue Hills Reservation — less arduous terrain than last week’s White Mountains hike, but still rigorous. Here is Mr. P at the Eliot Tower. I asked him to pose and just couldn’t get a good shot, and I kept taking photos until he flashed this wonderful French sneer. No one can sneer quite like the French. It is the best picture of the day.
