I spend a lot of time at my sister-in-law's house. She lives ten minutes away, in a suburb of Baltimore. Many, many times I've photographed her kids while enjoying conversation, dinners, and games. This is the tree that shades their front yard.

I grew up in a suburb outside of Boston. In spite of my own negative feelings about certain aspects of suburban living (the need to drive everywhere, the lack of trees, the bad architecture...), I know suburbs. They're a part of how I grew up, and in spite of how much I try to get away from them, they have their own mystery and charm about them.