I have long felt that Russell duPont is one of the greatest photographers in the history of New England -- Robert Whitcomb
Arboretums can be magical. We just toured the exquisite and unexpected Mytoi Japanese Garden on Chappaquiddick Island, part of Martha's Vineyard. Very, very soothing. Everything was perfect except that otters had eaten all the gold fish in the lily-padded pond.
Then we took on the ugly, as we traced the routes that the late Sen. Edward Kennedy took in his drinking, driving and other activities on the night of July 18, 1969 that resulted in the death of Mary Jo Kopechne when Mr. Kennedy drove a car off a bridge into the water.
None of excuses/explanations he gave were plausible but local authorities were in the pocket of the Kennedys so he avoided a vehicular-manslaughter charge and proceeded with his political career. But the accident may well have prevented him from becoming president.
-- Robert Whitcomb
Norwell is a Boston suburb, a community with a strong sense of being on a river (the marshy North River) and the burial site of John Cheever, who, although he spent most of his life in New York City and Westchester County, wrote hauntingly about the South Shore towns where he grew up and whose physical beauty he cited.
I'd guess that many people readers remember this closing of Robert Frost poem "Birches'':