I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: it’s hard to beat shooting the Connecticut coast during wintertime.
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Bradley Point was, for a short time, the home of famous Beat poet and novelist Jack Kerouac.
Alcatraz Island rises from the fog-laden waters of San Francisco Bay, its sundry array of towers and buildings illumined against the hazy silhouette of distant, coastal hills.
As a rainstorm brews in the clouds above, the Pherrins River snakes through the wilds of Northeastern Vermont, concealing a thriving population of sought-after brook trout.
When a theology professor out of East Hartford began spending summers at Champlain Point in 1869, the proverbial seed was planted for a change of names.
Windswept coastal grasslands crowd a weathered boardwalk which ushers us towards the beachfront along the Connecticut coast. Out over the ocean, morning clouds stage a stirring display.
Beneath pastel skies streaked with soft clouds, the waters of Long Island Sound gently rap at tidal flats and salt grasses of Old Greenwich.
Speaking of Long Island Sound, a 1911 magazine article noted that “one of its harbors can hardly find a parallel in the world for beauty and charm”.
Here’s to welcoming 2016 with an inner light that glows brighter than the grandest of sunrises!
Landscape photography from my first visit to Connecticut’s new Seaside State Park helps tell the story of an invigorating, rock-strewn beach beside a storied, derelict sanatorium.