Long Grass

I was cruising through my archives, when I stumbled upon this image of overgrown grass from Maine. The grass acts like either a curtain, masking the view, or, as I like to see it, like a hiding spot to jump into.

Turning Back into Itself

Turning the image and turning the image and turning the image until the end is almost the beginning.

Winter Storms in Maine

Shattered tempered glass. But it looks beautiful in this light.

Look Up, Look Down

Stormy Weather

Beautiful Golf Game

Spring things

First Swim of The Season

I will post when I return to Boston tonight. Xo

Summer in Maine

Oh, Maine

Picking up old skool buddies at the airport for a weekend of fun

Clean laundry can be so pretty


"Um, mom, there's a dead frog in the pool"

Summer of Greta at 1

She's got that Fred Clark look.




She absolutely just shared spaghetti sauce with my lens.

When did I turn into my mother?

Oh, boys...

Random crowd on the beach

There really was "nothing to see here"

The Perfect Sail

Family Tats

Summer Nights

Beirut Basement


Dip in the Drink