Marshfield

  Marshfield. First, to the wildlife sanctuary, exploring the open fields. My brother has a camera now too, and he was eager to practice. I was eager to feel the sun. After, to the main road for a meal, to the beach for the sunset, to the jetty for photos, to the icecream stand just [...]

Brant Rock

My last day at home until Christmas. The last day in shorts, last day with feet in the ocean. The very last of summer on a cool and misty day. We ate seafood at the Venus II across the street. We climbed out to the end of the jetty. My brother chased the seagulls, and I [...]

Marshfield

My last day at home of the summer. Hot. Extremely hot. Mussels and clam 'chowdah.' The last catch of the day, trucks pulling boats from the water. Waves crashing on the rocks at high-tide, a seawall sunset.  My American poem.

Brant Rock

Sunset via Brant Rock. There are some places in the world that are physically, aesthetic. This place, for me, is even more. Emotionally, soulfully beautiful. A part of my core. This is the beach that has been mine ever since before I could walk. It's where we'd collect rocks and shells as kids. Sneak away [...]

Green Harbor

Green Harbor Marina & Brant Rock Beach. I've been coming here since I was literally weeks old.  Sitting on the boat, dinner at the Venus, icecream down the street. It never, ever, gets old. 

July Third

My absolute favorite day of the year: the Third of July in Marshfield. Sitting on the beach all day, lighting fireworks on the beach all night. Tradition, family, friends. I'll let the photos speak for themselves. This is my America. This is why I go back.