Last weekend I joined many old friends to honor the life, friendships, and outdoor accomplishments of the late Dave Duncanson. Two years ago Dave skied approximately 100K of the groomed trails of the Jackson Ski Touring Foundation in Jackson NH — in one day! Last Saturday, most of the 40 to 50 folks who showed up, followed more modest distances on the track. The weather and the snow were ideal (V40 wax) , and the grooming at Jackson was immaculate. So what else is new? This little angel on skis was probably not among the Duncanson celebrants but she was worthy of a photograph for her outfit, rosy cheeks, and terrific ski skating technique. If anyone can identify her please let me know!
As tonight’s six inch storm was winding down I walked the nearly empty Main Street of Wakefield looking for photographs. Imagine my surprise when a snow plow disguised as an alien spacecraft passed me by. A police office pulled over, rolled down his window, and showed off a great photo of he had just taken with his phone of a home decorated in a pretty Christmas display. He said that he would later remove the utility wires in Photoshop. No mention of the spacecraft. A few minutes later a fellow approached me to show off the photos he had just taken with his phone. He was dispatching them immediately to friends at home in Turkey. I also admired some images he had made a week earlier in Bermuda. A plow driver waved hello and suggested that I not stand in the middle of the street. Another terrific hour in the snow.
My annual tribute to the colors of the farmers’ market. In New England buying local is something that lasts only from July to October. After that we have to rely on our root cellars as well as dried, salted, and pickled produce.
Teenager dives and flips in Lake Winnepesauke, New Hampshire.
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In late May the White Mountain National Forest is bright green, wet, and beautiful. If you are lucky enough to visit on a cool and cloudy day, the black flies will be asleep in the mud, allowing you to fully enjoy the high streams and spring flowers. Painted Trillium are among my favorites at this time of year.
Fishing boat on the lift at Gloucester Marine Railways. Oldest continuously used shipyard in America
The Great Blizzard of 2013 has left us with plenty of streets, cars, and driveways still to dig out. Seaside homes on Boston’s south shore suffered the worst damage, as the ocean invaded basements and filled streets with sand and debris. Yet, after days of dire predictions, announcements from the Governor, reporters standing in harm’s way, and meteorologists swirling in advanced graphics, on the day after the storm
I had the pleasure of photographing a company picnic this week at Community Rowing on The Charles River in Newton, MA.
Birdsfoot Trefoil along the banks of the Ipswich River, North Reading, MA