When we first moved to town there were two places people repeatedly asked us if we had visited: Kimball Farm’s Ice Cream or the Swap Shed. We were quick to say that we had visited Kimball’s numerous times and indulged in their mouth wateringly delicious ice cream. The lines never seemed to slow as weContinue reading “The Yankee Swap Shed”
Walking through the yard on a snowy morning (in pajamas). Cut to shreds by cold thorns.
It’s winter in Massachusetts. The air is cold and damp and the ground is constantly squishy from the disappearing and reappearing frosts each morning or the frequent drizzle. We finally paid someone to clear the leaf, stick, and tree debris from the pre-Halloween hurricane. A task I finally had to admit I was incapable ofContinue reading “Living in a Winter Wonderland”
Halloween came and went and the kids managed to make the most of it even though the lack of neighborhoods, sidewalks, and street lamps prevented neighborly trick or treating. We put them in the car and drove the mile or so to the center of town to enjoy organized trick or treating on sidewalks thatContinue reading “A New England Halloween”
The weather is turning cooler, the afternoons are getting darker, and I suddenly find myself craving flavored lattes – those embarrassingly delicious abominations from Starbucks layered with whipped cream and nutmeg. No other time of year would I think about pumpkin or gingerbread-flavored coffee as a must-have or even a must-maybe. It’s October in NewContinue reading “Foliage Schmoliage”
A few nights ago, when the temperature dropped into the low to mid-40s, Ben tripped a circuit breaker after plugging in a small space heater in one of the bedrooms. The girls were in the tub and the entire new addition of the house went dark. There was much screaming and splashing of water. WeContinue reading “Circuit Breaker”
Today I decided to finally brave the debris in the cellar hole. Last week I gave our landlord – and our neighbor – the medicine bottle I found during a 10 minute search of the ground outside of the hole. I assumed there were so many treasures to be found that I should part with oneContinue reading “Hidey Hole”
Local church, town meeting house, and school It’s a phrase I think to myself throughout the day: twenty minutes away. As in, grocery store. Twenty minutes away. Starbucks. Twenty minutes away. Take-out. Twenty minutes away. Gas station. Twenty minutes away. Target. Twenty minutes away. Shopping mall. Twenty minutes away. I find myself trying to gauge justContinue reading “Twenty Minutes Away”