I have a complicated relationship with nature, particularly as it relates to my home and, in particular, because I’m a homebody.
by Karina Coombs [Reprinted from the original Carlisle Mosquito article found here.] It’s not often that you get a chance to reinvent yourself and when it happens in your mid-40s, and you thought those chances had all but passed, you take it. Newly arrived in Carlisle, I first met the Mosquito’s General Manager Susan EmmonsContinue reading “Why I write for the Mosquito”
We’ve been in our house for six months now. Watching the fog rise off the reservoir and cranberry bog is never a bad way to start the day.
A December 26 photograph from the wharfs in Plymouth, Massachusetts. Merry belated Christmas.
This past weekend was the cranberry harvest at the Carlisle bog. A strange little berry, but it does make for a good photo. Growing up in Massachusetts I took this for granted as a kid and just wanted the harvest to be over. That meant winter was coming and the flooded and frozen bog would become our personalContinue reading “Cranberry Harvest, 2014”
I clearly heard up to 6 inches of snow predicted for today. We’re at 8 and counting. It sure is beautiful, but maybe even I have had enough for one winter.
Caught by surprise (a pleasant one) by this morning’s snow storm. Update: Here’s another photo of our barn taken by a local photographer for last week’s paper: http://carlislemosquito.org/index.php/photos
Imagine a small village center with children strolling pathways lit by glowing pumpkins, lanterns, and holiday lights. That’s our Halloween dream.
My husband and I had a very grown up Saturday and took in a lecture by Ang Lee and James Schamus at Wellesley College and then walked around campus for a few hours. Why is it that you appreciate things more when you no longer have them? I loved the campus when IContinue reading “Wellesley College in October”
We decided to bring the kids to Salem today to check out the town pre-Halloween. It was a little too festive; the crowds made it difficult to see its character and its characters. I think we’ll have to make a return trip in a month that’s not October. I’m eager to head back some afternoonContinue reading “Salem, MA”
Yesterday called for a short hike on the Woodchuck trail and Garrison loop in Great Brook Farm State Park. Even with the light rain, it was a beautiful and easy hike. We parked near the canoe launch and walked across the road to the Woodchuck trailhead to find some historical spots for my daughter’s schoolContinue reading “The Woodchuck Trail and Garrison Loop”
A fall day spent visiting the old cemetery in town.
It just took a few days of temperatures dropping into the 40s and 50s in the night, hovering in the mid to high 60s during the day, and now it’s happening! The leaves are finally starting to turn.
We have officially passed the one year mark in our Massachusetts house and have signed a lease for another 12 months. Not a week goes by where I don’t miss the relative luxury we lived in while in Northern Colorado, but it’s getting better. If Colorado was my fat pants in terms of mind-numbing comfortContinue reading “Living in History”
View from downtown parking lot, Peterborough, NH.
New England really is crazy about its ice cream. I was reminded of that this past weekend driving along the North Shore and passing one independent shop after another, each with its own long lines and loyal customers. While we are partial to our local and delicious Kimball Farm ice cream, the other day IContinue reading “I’ll give you my ice cream when you pry it from my cold, chubby hands”
It’s been nine months since we moved to Massachusetts and some days I still am in awe of the history surrounding us and in all directions. Don’t get me wrong, some days I’m also completely immune to it. Another stone wall rambling alongside the road? Snooze. An old garrison from the Revolutionary War just sittingContinue reading “Battle Road Trail”
We’ve been living in Carlisle for almost 9 months so it’s time to get off the couch and explore. The weather being perfect right now doesn’t hurt either – 60s or low 70s and cool. The dog and I decided to explore Great Brook Farm State Park for an hour or so. Parking is $2Continue reading “Great Brook Farm State Park”
Once again we made the 45 minute trek to West Gloucester and our favorite beach, Wingaersheek. Until Memorial Day the parking is free, which is no small detail considering it is $20 during the week and $25 on the weekends if you can even get a space. Even with those high parking rates it isContinue reading “Wingaersheek Beach”