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Autumn is here and I’m writing away on my hilltop in Vermont, with trips to Boston, New York and southern France in the works. Also to the family homestead on the western edge of the Quabbin Reservoir, the inspiration for my Swift River Valley series. A framed photo of a Quabbin sunset graces my reading nook that my son, Zack Jewell, did. He’s made a selection of his photos available for purchase for the first time. I hope you’ll take a moment to check them out. (See below for more info.)

Whether you’re experiencing crisp fall days or an extended summer, I hope you’re enjoying the season. I look forward to bringing you more stories ASAP. I’m on the case!

Thanks for visiting, and happy reading,

Carla


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Zack Jewell, Mt. Willard, NH

If you walked through my house right now, you’d see wonderful photos on my walls from a variety of photographers, some well established, some just getting started. They’re different from anything I could produce on my own. Authentic. Real. Love it.

I’m proud to say my collection includes works by my son, Zack Jewell, a nature and adventure photographer and Boston-based web developer. An avid hiker, he’s doing the 48 peaks above 4000 feet (the treeline) in New Hampshire’s White Mountains. Many of his photos are of places I write about: Ireland, Boston, coastal Maine, Vermont, the White Mountains. And Iceland. I’ve never been much less written about it, but it’s one of Zack’s favorite places. What spectacular scenery.

Zack has now made a selection of his photographs available for purchase. Take a look! Any questions, feel free to contact me or Zack directly.

More to come, and thank you,

Carla