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The Dam at Scituate Reservoir
The things I do for my photography
I use going to visit family on the east coast as an excuse to go on photo safaris, or maybe I should say I use photo safaris as an excuse to visit family. Hmm, either way…
I was recently visiting family in Rhode Island in the middle of a very cold, rainy, and windy November. Nights were spent huddled around a pot-bellied stove for warmth (Ooo, nice visual), but during the short days of winter it was time to bundle in layers and explore, find hidden locales, capture them on celluloid, or as more often than not — preserve each location in the digital format.
Just in case you don’t know — Rhode Island is a small state, the smallest. It measures only about 30 by 50 miles in size. There’s ranches in Texas bigger than the entire state. Population is about a million residents. Sounds like a lot until you consider that the population of the City of Los Angeles is five times that much.
Even though it’s a small state, it has a lot to offer. The food (nom-nom) is incredible. Lobstah’ (lobster), littlenecks, quahogs, clam cakes (seafood unlike any other place). Italian food is to die for (lots of Italians there). New York System Wieners (locally known as gaggers, and having nothing to do with New York) are simply the best. Cawfee milk (coffee milk). Cabinets (milkshakes)…
