Category: Massachusetts
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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.
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Harwich Port
Strolling down Main Street in Harwich Port, we veered off down a side-street, intrigued by the blue sky drop-off at the end of the road, a sign that the ocean must be nearby. We weren’t disappointed. After walking through a neighborhood, we came to the smallest strip of public beach wedged between two gorgeous water-front homes.…
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Scituate
Sometimes, you decide to squeeze a trip to Scituate in before your evening city dinner plans, and sometimes you find yourself eating from the Raw Bar on the pier, because there’s no room to sit on the patio and be served. And sometimes, that’s the best thing ever.
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SS Martha’s Vineyard
Even leaving Martha’s Vineyard, as sad as it is, is beautiful. From the deck of the ferry, the coast is still. Watching it fade away, it’s as if you are re-entering time and space. As if the place you are leaving behind is outside of both and will remain absolutely the same until you return again.…
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Oak Bluffs
Oak Bluffs, Martha’s Vineyard has such a rhythm for me. Dirty Bananas at Nancy’s. Crab burgers at The Lookout. Margaritas and trivia at Sharky’s. Donuts at Back Door Donuts. Ice cream at Mad Martha’s. Murdicks Fudge. Running into a tourist shop to buy a long sleeve tee to throw on when the sun sets. Planning to…
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