Back in 1998 I designed & then worked with two professional carpenters to build my house. Friends from Boston & Montréal joked that it’d probably end up looking like the Unabomber’s cabin hiding in the woods. Actually, my house is a nice, sunny but small two story house in a large clearing on top of a hill with a sweeping view of the ocean. It has a modern condo/urban feel and is not a log cabin. Running water, heat, electricity, and – as you might guess – internet. So, no, I don’t live in a creepy cabin in the woods. The only thing that surprises people is that, as I am a professional gardener half of the year, there’s very little as far as planting or gardens around my house – there’s just not a lot of soil here. My family owns two nice houses down on the shore (which I use as my guest house/compound since my family rarely uses them) but you can’t see them from my house because it’s a big piece of land and there are lots of trees on the hill going down to the ocean.

Not sure when this photos was taken so not sure if they are slaves or if this after emancipation and they are sharecroppers.