I haven't properly canvased my town with the ole camera yet. But here are a few pictures I've taken so far.
This could totally be Ireland. I know. I lived there.
They don't seem to update the street signs to often around here. I'm pretty sure this one is circa 1950. See Jane run. See Jane catapult herself into oncoming traffic. (Wait, who am I kidding? There's no traffic around here.)
I'm a 6 minute bike ride away from this lighthouse. Anne Shirley, eat your heart out.
I am the only person in town without a boat. Can you tell these are boats? I love the different shades of grey here, but I freely admit this may not look like anything.
See, they were boats.
I may or may not live close to Cape Cod, but I definitely took a bike ride along the Cape Cod Canal bike trail. Seven miles one way and I was sailing along like I had wings. Turned out, there was a very stiff breeze at my back and when I turned around to come home, a very stiff breeze at my face. What is it Kelly Clarkson sings?
At the end of the canal...that's not a metaphor.