Here’s a few pictures from my home town. This is not my property, rather a rocky cove at the end of my street. I took a few pics this morning before coming to work. I also uploaded a few pics of the same cove that I took back in February. The body of water that figures prominently is the Atlantic Ocean.
Pictures of the church in my home town. Damn, I’m getting homesick just looking at them. I moved there when I was 2, in 1979, and my parents only moved out of there last year. I still haven’t grasped that the house I grew up in isn’t ours anymore.
Hey, no, I hadn’t. Not being a native (I grew up in Melrose), I hadn’t heard of it. Is it upstream or downstream of County Street? I’ll have to go check it out, when the latest bout of monsoons is over and the river level drops. Is it hard to find? Should I fortify myself with a bagful of provisions from Marty’s Donut Shop?
Ah, it’s on Meetinghouse Green, not down by the river, as Googling has revealed. I’ll look for it today when I drive up Town Hill on the detour south out of town.
My town, Live. If I walk out of my house and down to the road, you could see me on camera 1. If I walk out of my coffeehouse and out to the road, you could see me on camera 3.
Might take a bit of hunting around, but I understand they’ve either circled it in green or something. Really, no more than a few minutes to find it, though.