Gloucester — When you don’t live in Gloucester, the problem of over-fishing is simple. The problem, clearly, is those greedy, myopic fishermen, destroying our oceans to score a quick buck. When you do live in Glou...
Gloucester — Surrounded by brothers-in-law, loud and bantering and stealing my sweet potato fries. Drifting through my second glass of sauvignon blanc, getting lost in the ceiling’s constellation of lights.
Old Italian traditions live on deliciously in downtown Gloucester.
The detritus of Christmas
Lobster boats in one of America's last commercial fishing ports.
Post-blizzard, ice-glazed
Good sign
Twinkly
Fogged in in the writer's garret.
Breakfast and boats
My great great great great grandfather built this house in 1829.