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Gone Fishing

I had gone on a bike ride along the islands close to the town that I grew up in. I ended up in a cute neighborhood of tiny houses literally sitting on the marsh. It reminded me of a boathouse community — all the houses are small and most are connected by docks. Most of the houses are very old and were built around the same time the railroad ran through the area. All are very beautifully weathered and unfortunately some are in disrepair. There was one house in particular that caught my attention. It was so so tiny. It had cedar siding that most try and replicate today, a dock, a porch and a tiny shed. I pictured the inside being much like a boat — very practical and having a place for everything and mostly filled with fishing and crabbing gear, old newspapers, tide schedules and maybe an old cat. I try and imagine the folks that would have called this little house their home and I see someone that looks a lot like my grandfather. Maybe because when I was little we spent so much time crabbing and fishing along those waterways and maybe because I think that he would have really liked to have owned one of these houses. I am tempted to start a photo series of these tiny fishing shacks and their neighborhoods. I find the ones that are in disrepair to be the most beautiful and interesting. These are the ones that tell a story.

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Some things on my list
A must see movie  
Looking forward to the opening of this restaurant 
Lately, lots of crepe making in our kitchen - this one is next
This is perfect for long beach days or this or this
Still dreaming about this dream catcher 
Great article in Inc. about Partners & Spade
A new read 
I can't wait until these shops are open for the summer
A year ago we were up to our eyeballs in lath and plaster

WeekendsTami Seymour