Autumn in coastal Maine exists in stark contrast to its rowdy summer tourist season. The mythical, postcard-ready images recede into the muted colors and enveloping silence of the next season. Photographs can attempt to preserve it, but the slow passage of time is never more palpable than in the fall. This series depicts the small acts and rituals that signify a change of seasons in a small vacation town, effects of the ebb of summer visitors and the hunkering down of locals as they anticipate the quiet months ahead.

 

 

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