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Winter is dying in the valley; The white dreams of December are melting into gray, The ice bids farewell to the river and flows south to its last call, The magical dance of snowflakes in the air has become a tedious whispering echo of a season fading; Read More...
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Winter in New Hampshire’s Woods Winter like a selfish child throws itself against the walls, the ancient walls of country church, and whistles through the wooden halls where humble hearts of broken souls seek to find revivement there and lay before Read More...
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The sea seems distant as the moon, as far as summer from December, and I, here snowbound, wait for June and rocky shorelines I remember; High upon a grassy hill I watch the gathering tides below in memories, for winter’s chill knows not but seas Read More...
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Well, it’s over. The candidates are gone. The press is gone. Their signs are all trampled bits of trash in the snowy streets. No more do we hear, We love you, New Hampshire! or I am fully dedicated to the people of New Hampshire! or I have complete Read More...
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Snow is a wonder. Is there anything more magical than snow? It transforms landscapes into works of art, and provides a modesty cover for the earth as she changes from her finery of Autumn into her fresh clothing of Spring. Snow excites the imagination. Read More...
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I know I’ve said this before, but I wish you could see the view out my window right now. Winter has painted over New Hampshire’s fall canvas with a veil of white, and the town around me looks sleepy today, as if resigned to settling into its Read More...
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Belonging. Belonging is one of the most important human concepts. It is so completely universal, that I won’t bore you with all the reasoning. I’m just going to assume you already understand why it’s important. I went for a drive today Read More...
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Tuesday, July 31, 2007 Wait, they don’t call this Pleasant Street anymore, do they… I just got back from a short drive. I should be in bed, but I thought I’d enjoy a short jaunt, so I went. As I left the house I was struck by how quiet Read More...
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A pleasing land of drowsy head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye, And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round the summer sky. Castle of Indolence. The above words opened my favorite story, Washington Irving’s Read More...
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“An elegant sufficiency, content, Retirement, rural quiet; friendship, books, Ease and alternate labor; useful life, Progressive virtue, and approving Heaven.” ~ James Thomson, 1748 Lost in the New-England woods today, I happened upon myself Read More...
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Freedom? Hmmmm…. Not too sure where to begin on this one. Well, I should first explain that I went for a road trip today, and I tend to get my best thinking done on road trips. As I was driving home I began thinking about freedom. Not the usual Read More...
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