Formed, according to Wampanoag legend, with the kicking of a giant’s moccasin into the Atlantic. Locally known as, the Grey Lady, due to it’s fog-ridden shoreline, and widely known as, the whaling capital of the world.
Cruising the Atlantic from Wood’s Hold to Vineyard Haven, leaving the Massachusetts mainland behind.
Land of romantic forests, grand cliffs and peaks, lively rapids and falls, novel shoppes, glowing fires, cozy cottages, and stars galore.
To progress with audacious ambition, OR to remain passive and complacent?
Kan-ca-ma-gus
A Short Poem
Lets play a guessing game! Guess the restaurant… A little hole-in the wall fresh eatery/almost-brewery in Concord, Massachusetts that focuses on seafood dishes and is absolutely delicious! If you didn’t […]
All Massachusetts, all the time.
Mild nights, bright lights.
House of Blues has always been one of my favorite venues in Boston. Something about the place just seems magical, almost nostalgic, like an array of talent has passed through […]
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