Selected stories and photo essays from This New England, edited by Robert Whitcomb, a feature of the Providence Journal on-line edition.
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All stories and photographs by Charles Pinning, unless otherwise noted.
WHEN WE WANTED GRETEL TO WIN. The inspiring story of how Newport embraced the first Australian challenger to the America's Cup.
Under Milkweed: Responsibility for Small Things, explains why it's important to protect "weeds."
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The warm summer waters of Buzzard's Bay, in Westport, Massachusetts.
Naked branches have their charms.
THE VALENTINES OF FORT ADAMS. An ammo box stuffed with the teen valentines shows up decades later at a flea market.
Going to worm school, where we secretly made absinthe from wormwood. The benefit of an education.
Satin Playboy Bunny ears. Demented grins. Bloody Kotex. A boy is scarred for life on Easter Sunday.
Medusa, let me not see you as I hurry through the buttercups and fog.
The wild creatures need so very little, and we?
Hibiscus tea on a chilly day in May.
Fragrant flowers, warm sunshine, all is not lost.
I looked down at the earth, and she looked up at me.
Something scary and strange happens one Halloween night, and the father forbids the family to ever speak of it.
Dangling legs and wishful thinking....Trespassing again.
Rare semen produces unusual results in Newport's Swiss Village.
Life's a beach after all.
Down where the buoys are.
It was the end of the day, and everyone had left the beach, except us.
You see balloons and you think, "Oh, happy! Birthday party!" Then we got closer and saw it was just the opposite.
It was only a bike, minding its own business!
The Hair, the Doorknobs, the Salubriousness of it all! Alas, in publication I mistakenly identified this as The Elephant Rock Beach Club. Close, but no cigar. A thousand apologies!
From my persepective, it was a gorgeous day!
A busy bunch by the side of the road, no one on my tail, so we pulled off.
It's the picture of humble honesty. Always beautiful. Filled inside with useful things, well-used and well-loved.
It's all becoming an eBlob!
Nothing is immune to the call of spring!
Make a left on Hudson. It's a blue house with a deer head mounted on a....
A piece of history is overtaken by history.
The difficult decisions of a summer day.