My father was a fisherman my mother was a fisher friend
and I was born in the boredom and the chowder
So when I reached my prime
I left my home in the Maritimes
headed down the turn pike to New England
Sweet New England.
a land no, a place,
no no just a memory
born and raised on the rock bound coast of New england
thank you for a great gallery impressive camera and a warm feeling of home
vote vote vote hugs
Guest
27-Jul-2008 04:46
Beautifil gallery. I love the POVs in all these photos.