I was having a white door day. I was in Henniker for an article interview, and then decided to take a drive. There’s just something I like about old buildings. It doesn’t matter if it is a church, a meeting house, a school or a residence. Approach the front door – some with latches, some with door knobs – and take your first step up. Don’t open the door just yet; just stand there and feel the history. Think of how the building came into existence, how it was used, and all the people who might have entered the building before you. Every building, even my 1977 Eastman home, has a story to tell. (Although some stories are far more interesting than others!) The photos are of the Quaker Meeting House (1799) and the Quaker School House (1867), both on Quaker Street in Henniker. It was such a lovely spot, especially at the school house, that I wanted to stay for the rest of the afternoon. I probably would have if I had something to read or a blanket to sit on.