I’m still going through a lot of my photos from the last trip to the US.
I still have a whole other media card to go…
I love Watch Hill.
I used to spend a lot of time there when I was younger. I would go on these random drives and end up in another state. I would go down to the private beach at night, walk to the edge of the world and stare out into the mist. Some nights the fog would roll in and the mystery of what lay beyond that opaque veil was enough to send your heart racing.