When we're home in New Hampshire, our senses are filled with the most beautiful, sweetest smelling and peaceful-sounding stimuli. This weekend was no different. We took a car ride here and there, taking a break from our chores and letting the paint dry (we're painting the guest house). While we can't bring you the latter sensations, here's what we saw:
An 18th century house given new life- moved to a beautiful setting and faithfully restored
The observed being observed
A stop at a farm stand before a storm
On our friend Dave's barn- a find becomes sculpture
The fog rolls in on the Cold River
Our neighbor stops for a visit- Wellies in our mudroom
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