An afternoon walk along Plymouth Harbor, exploring with my camera. It was chilly, the first time I had to wear pants since the spring. But the sun was warm, and it was a welcomed mid-week escape. I love that pirate ship.
Sunset, seals, White Horse Beach, and my best friend. There isn't much more to say than that. These past few weeks at home in the US, on the South Shore of MA, have been so perfect. Calming. Loving. Exactly what I needed to reboot and re-energize myself for the coming year. For me, 2015 was [...]
I love being home. I love it, and I'm sad to be leaving in a few weeks. So I'm savoring every moment. Today, friends, food, drinks with a view. A beautiful day to sit at the East Bay Grille.
Saturday afternoon wandering the streets of Plymouth Harbor, and I found myself surrounded by antiques and artwork at The Exchange on Main. A store, but more so a museum - a bright and charming place to be.
Thanksgiving morning in beautiful Plymouth, home of the Pilgrims, birthplace of the 'first' Thanksgiving, site of the (anti-climactic) Plymouth Rock. We began the day with a cold, early run through the past, past the rock, the Mayflower, the Monument. It's a place full of history. Today, we were part of it.
Ventured to the Plymouth Farmers Market with my little brother. Bounty included: garlic, a pea plant, maca bars, hibiscus tea, heirloom tomatoes, and a giant wedge of cheese, among other things.