Y’all know I love a great tree. And a great story. Last night I stumbled upon both. In one. We had dinner in a beautiful port town of New Hampshire. Portsmouth, NH, is a historic seaport and popular little patch of quaintness on the Piscataqua River that beckons summer tourists. But I wonder how many folks miss the […]
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If you’re blessed to be a parent to an amazing daughter (or, like me, four), you may know multiple ways to braid hair. And you’ve probably hosted your share of tea parties. You may paint a really mean manicure, especially on your daughter’s dominant hand. And you’re really good at listening (because she often has
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When I first set up my blog, I knew there was one topic I’d never approach: politics. Or the press. But when I witnessed firsthand that the press is biased, well, I decided I have something to say. So today I’m gonna take a tiny break from writing about all that sweet stuff I love
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My second January living in New Hampshire brought ivory beauty to our little red cape on the hill… an exciting addition to our farm… and presidential candidates to our little neck of the woods. . .
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Warning: the history or whoopie pies and recipe and all the can’t-resist calories that accompany this knowledge follow below. A Delicious Solution. A few nights ago I wanted something chocolate. (Who am I kidding? That’s every night.) She wanted something decadent. But neither of us wanted to spend long in the kitchen, because we had all christened the
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Surely it had been bathed in the light of the Harvest Moon hundreds of times before–our little red cape that sits at the bend in the road. There where the lake greets the river in rolling melodies, spilling over the dam, the full moons of many Septembers have certainly rolled their bright lullabies over the humble clapboard walls
Our first Old Home Day that we drove to in a car with NH plates… Our first Old Home Day in our own small town… We were not vacationers passing through. This was our Old Home Day, and we were excited. Cars lined the small road that meandered around the old school house. The bustle of
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I’d heard of Old Home Days in New England for decades. Funny how we sometimes assume we know something and for years (maybe a lifetime) never question. Never ask. What Will You Find at an Old Home Day? While on summer vacations over the years, I’d attended quite a Old Home Days, in small rural
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