After dinner last night, I sat down and devoured Rebecca Rule’s Live Free and Eat Pie, a light-hearted read about visiting and living in New Hampshire. I adore Rebecca’s yankee humor and talent for weaving a terrific tale. Her delightful stories reminded me of our first months in New Hampshire, back nine years ago. Having such love for this area of New England, it was a dream come true to be moving up from Massachusetts. It still is, but there were a few potholes and frost heaves along the way during that virgin year. Here’s a brief synopsis…
Entries from March 2010 ↓
March 31st, 2010 — Randomness
March 20th, 2010 — Randomness
The push forced the drawer straight through the back of the desk, spewing its contents all over the office floor. I stood there, surveying the mess: scattered throughout the normalcy of paperclips, pens and other office paraphernalia was an eclectic mixture of mardi-gras beads, fish-shaped sunglasses, miniature stuffed bunnies, seashells, watches in need of batteries, pressed pennies from vacations past, ticket stubs, finger puppets, toy mazes and the like.
March 18th, 2010 — Randomness
Over the years, I’ve learned that I’m great at keeping notes. I’m just not very good at making them.
I make notes of everything. That way, I don’t need to remember things. Every morning when I sit before my computer, I’m caught like a deer in headlights by the dozens of tiny notes posted along the edges my monitor. Placed haphazardly in no order of importance and overlapping one another, they frame my screen like a mat around a painting. These notes serve as reminders of what’s to be accomplished: if it’s important, chances are good I’ve posted a note about it on my monitor.
March 9th, 2010 — Randomness
It hung from an impressive tree in front of the house in Bradford, waiting… beckoning. Each summer, my parents would bring us there for a brief reprieve from the madness of city heat. These annual pilgrimages would always commence with a wild sprint from the back seat of our car straight toward that tree, the winner to claim the first, delicious ride on the orange swing.
March 8th, 2010 — Randomness
Don’t you just love the title of this article? Assigned to the default post in my WordPress software, I simply couldn’t delete it: the power of that title tugged at me. How deliciously apropos.