Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Damp morning.

Talking with Nana Holt. It really felt like they were having a conversation for one of the first times.

Checking out the skatepark in Wellfleet.

Rolling Angry Birds down one of the banks.

Quick bakery stop.

Saying goodbye before I head back to NYC alone to shoot for a couple days.

Walking around Chatham, MA.

Dance party.

Accessories.

Later, at Chatham Pier.

Things collected on the beach the day before organized neatly by Kate.

Dinner.

Bummed bro #1

Bummed bro #2

Bummed bro #3, sizing me up.

Wild life.

This one convinced us to got eat dinner and watch the sunset after a long day in the sun.

For everyone who wanted to see some muscles.

Channel markers for Rock Beach Harbor.

Fallen soldier.

In cycling this is called a “natural break”.

Thug life.

First full day of vacation. Waking up in the great house we rented on Cape Cod, the land of endless natural incense holders (last year I used a horseshoe crab shell).

Sunscreen.

Walking down to the little beach by the house.

Razor clam.

Neighbor.

Later, at Skatet Beach.

Not ours.

Checking out hermit crabs.

Last week we were on vacation. I kind of remember it. Vaguely. I kind of remember Noah getting happier as we got closer.

At the house, in awe of at these bushes(?).

Peanuts before dinner with Joshua.

Roadies.

Amanda matched the table clothes.

Plotting.

This one is also plotting, but she was just trying to get to the beach with Sarah and Oliver before dark.

Seriously. This place is so good.

Oliver.