There is a piece of property, on a quiet cove, in a small village, in a little known corner of Cape Cod that had been in my wife's family for more than 130 years. It's the classic big house story. Land and dwellings passed down for generations. Parcels divided and subdivided leaving one slim wedge to a set of siblings with diverging interests and personal investment. Some continue to feel the passion of historical roots but lack resources to continue the legacy, while others hold an aversion to returning to the memories having built and lives elsewhere. Without agreement, the land has no steward and is sold to developers who hold no memory of children being called in off docks and dinghies for a dinner consisting of summer bounty caught from the sea and gathered from the garden on the grounds followed by bedtime rituals across four generations This series is inspired by memory, longing, loss of legacy, and generational family bonding forced to create new memories in new places.