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Kiel James Patrick

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The photographic tale of New Englanders @kieljamespatrick , darling wife @SarahKJP , son Harry & dogs @bennieandmaple documenting their American Dream
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Do you keep your dandelions… or mow and control them? 🌼🐝🍯 The honey bees love them. They’re very edible. People make tea and wine from them. They help pollinators early in spring. And honestly… I think they make a lawn feel alive.
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6 days ago
Our Summer Madras Collection is here ☀️ @sarahkjp and I did a very impromptu little photo shoot at home two days ago to show off a few of the new pieces and we couldn’t love this collection more. To celebrate, we’re giving away two pieces from the Summer Madras Collection ⛵️ your choice. To enter: 1. Tag someone you’d want to wear summer madras with. 2. Comment which piece from the collection you’d choose. Winners will be selected Sunday night. Here’s to sunny days, madras season, and matching with your favorite people. 🐾 (Big thanks to @ryan_collier for the lovely photos!)
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7 days ago
April shower bring May flowers but what do May flowers bring? Happy May! 🌺🌸🌼
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15 days ago
One of my favorite videos I’ve taken of @sarahkjp in her natural habitat ❤️🥹 It’s quirky little things she does like this that make me fall in love with her all over again.
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16 days ago
Our cave shower we just finished building at @moosecreekcabinnh 🫎❤️ Who wants to come stay this Summer?
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24 days ago
Why would you wanna live any where else? 🤔
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27 days ago
A journey back in time. Spent yesterday in Harmony, Maine watching our wool being spun the old-fashioned way on one of the last remaining mule spinning looms in the country at Bartlett Woolen Mill. 100% American wool. 100% New England made. Something special is coming soon to @kieljamespatrick 🐑🧶🇺🇸
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1 month ago
A few days that finally felt like Spring enjoyed with friends and family. 🌼 There’s a certain magic in the change of seasons, it always seems to fill the senses with equal parts nostalgia and hope.
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April showers bring May flowers! 🌧️🌷 It might have been a rainy Easter, but it was certainly a happy one. I hope everyone had a wonderful day filled with love, family, and friends. This marks our 24th Easter together! Scroll right to take a little trip down memory lane with some of my favorite photos from over the years. 🐰✨
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Spring has officially arrived and we’re celebrating Daffodil Days in Newport 🌼⛵️ Every April the whole town comes alive with over a million daffodils. We always bring a bit of that into the shop on Bowen’s Wharf, but this year we went all in. It started at home with Sarah, Harry, and a few friends gathering moss and potting thousands of daffodils in clay pots, and ended at the store with hand painted daffodil oars, garlands, and our old wooden rowboat filled to the brim. Bronze Captain Bennie holding things down at the helm of course 🐾⚓️ If you’re in Newport this month, it’s the best time to be here. Walk the Cliff Walk, drive by the mansions, take it all in. Stop by the shop and see it for yourself. —KJP 🌼⚓️
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1 month ago
Happy April! March came in like a lion and out like a lamb. Social media can sometimes feel like something that draws us apart, but this March was a beautiful reminder of how it can bring us together. After years of being online acquaintances and growing into great friends during the crazy days of 2020, Sarah and I finally got to meet Christian (@1924us ) and his wonderful wife Elle @ellemaywatson in real life! They’ve been living in Australia, but made a stop in Newport as they gear up for his new book deal with Penguin Publishing for his Skelly artwork. (So incredibly proud and excited for them both!) We had the absolute best time showing them our world. We took them on the grand tour cruising down Ocean Drive, marveling at The Breakers, stopping by our store on Bowen’s Wharf, visiting our favorite restaurants, and grabbing drinks at all our favorite local coffee spots and bars. It was a weekend filled with long heart-to-hearts and just enjoying the company of two incredibly down-to-earth, humble people who genuinely want to make this world a better place. I have so much respect for their photography, their art, and who they are as human beings. A huge thank you to the @vanderbiltauberge for hosting us. We are in Newport all the time, but rarely take a weekend to actually stay in town. The accommodations were gorgeous, the food was amazing, and the incredible staff made the weekend that much more special. If you aren’t already, please go give Christian and Elle a follow at @1924us @ellemaywatson to check out their journey and art. Can’t wait to see you guys again soon! ⚓️🏴‍☠️☠️🎃🖤
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One of the strangest stories from New England history is a man known only as “The Leatherman.” For nearly 30 years in the late 1800s he walked the same 300+ mile loop through Connecticut and the Hudson Valley wearing a 60 pound suit of leather clothing and a stovepipe hat he stitched together himself. The suit was covered with pockets and straps so he could carry everything he owned. What made it even stranger was how precise he was. The route took him about 34–36 days and he kept the schedule so consistently that people could almost predict the exact day he would pass through their town. Families along the route got used to him. Farmers would leave food out, storekeepers sometimes gave him bread or pie, and kids would run out to see the mysterious man in the leather suit quietly walking through town. He barely spoke a word ever, though people said when he did it sounded like French or broken English. Usually he would just nod or tip his hat. He slept in rock shelters and small caves along his route and many of which are still known today as Leatherman caves. Then in 1889 after decades of walking that same circuit he simply stopped appearing. Eventually he was found dead in one of the caves near Ossining, New York. After all those years of sightings no one ever truly figured out who he was. Just one of those strange old New England folk tales we grew up hearing around the campfire
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