The surface of Mordecai Lincoln’s gravestone is softening with the passage of time – hardly surprising, given its age. The words, etched deep, are still readable by a determined eye: HERE LYES YE...
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This photograph was taken on January 11, 2012. An eiderdown covering snow had fallen in the darkness of the night and was trickling away in the warmth of the rising sun. Everything was muffled and hushed and...
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Scituate is really a dog town. They’re everywhere – running on the off-season beaches, riding in harbor shuttle boat, hanging out in the passenger seats at the transfer station and waiting...
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Until I saw the sea I did not know that wind could wrinkle water so. I never knew that suncould splinter a whole sea of blue. Nordid I know before,a sea breathes in and outupon a shore. – Lillian...
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Never have I cursed having the wrong lens on my camera more than I did yesterday afternoon. The teacup human and I were at her school garden helping with the fall clean up chores when suddenly we noticed two...
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