Snowy Treefingers

I put on the Barbour and the Bean Boots this morning* and took the family on a ride through Hamilton and Wenham, two quaint, rural towns nearby our house, stopping to get out from time to time to snap photos.

Hamilton-Wenham is full of colonial houses and small farms–it’s the epitome of quaint New England countryside, in other words, but you can see it without driving all the way to Vermont.  Most of the property is privately owned, but there are several farms open to the public and a few trailheads if you know where to look.

One of my wife’s books is set in Hamilton (you can read it for free on Wattpad).  We went with the intention of photographing the area as inspiration for the next book in the series as well as to capture some of the historic homes for a friend.  I mostly ended up taking landscapes, however: yesterday’s snowstorm clung to the trees quite beautifully.

* I realize this sentence makes me sound like an ass.  Nonetheless, I love that damn jacket, and the boots have lasted me a decade already with no sign of needing replacement.