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Archive for September, 2008

Sign? What sign?

In my search for a cover worthy fall photo, I ignored all sorts of signs today: residents only, no trespassing, no parking and no stopping, to name a few. I didn’t get the shot I was hoping for, so some sort of karma must be at work. I’ll do less parking-where-I-feel-like-it and a bit more walking next time. Promise.

Good book

Here’s my daughter, reading Rosanna Eubank Dude’s new book, Natalia’s Favorite Colors. We haven’t put the book down since we bought it four days ago – the Wilmot resident did a wonderful job with this children’s book! If you’re looking for a Christmas gift for a young reader, stop by Morgan Hill Bookstore and pick up a copy.

Sunny SunFest

It was a quiet day at the third annual SunFest in Newbury. It may be because a surprisingly sunny and warm fall day meant the last of the yard work or house projects for some, or because ChowderFest was happening at the same time in Sunapee Harbor. It was still a fun day – I entered to win a home energy audit, bid on several raffle items provided by sponsors, and met several readers of Kearsarge Magazine. One lady had every issue, except for two 2005 issues, and she was on the lookout for back issues. (Now, that’s the kind of reader I like!) I met Bruce Cronin, who was profiled in the fall 2008 issue and stocked him up with copies to give to friends.

I also had an ionic foot bath, courtesy of Linda Howes, and released some of the toxins from my body. Not sure what made the water turn brown – I’ll spare you the “after” photo of my footbath water, but I’ll have you know I did take one – but I should probably take a break from the diet soda. The highlight for me: the music was spectacular – outdoor concerts happened all day and into the early evening. I’d definitely mark your calendar for it next year!

Nice people

It’s only open on sunny Sundays, so you have to make a point to visit Pick Up Sticks, located on Route 103 in Newbury. I was very impressed with the flowers that never die – hand carved wood flowers by Joyce Workman of Contoocook. She watched her father carve them as a child, and later picked up her own 99 cent utility knife. She carves them out of poplar, and it takes her 10 minutes to peel down a 3/4 inch branch into a flower. She was nice enough to give me my own bouquet for my visit (I’ll be writing about their shop in an upcoming issue) and it sits on my desk to remind me that some people are just plain nice.


There’s my guy – a veteran, two-year participant of the High Horses riding program in Wilder, Vt. He was in their annual show today, completing an obstacle course with the help of his sidewalkers and his favorite riding coach, Mary. (How did they know that his favorite color is orange?) Horseback riding is a great therapeutic activity for any kid (or adult) with disabilities. For my son, it strengthens muscles, provides joint compression and encourages speech (through some of the hippotherapy while riding). And there’s just something about a horse – Henry loves his Gypsy and looks forward to seeing her every week. High Horses is having their annual Ride-A-Thon on October 11 and welcomes sponsors to help with this major fundraiser. More information can be found on

Lunch with a view

I can’t remember who told me this story, but it’s a good one. She was eating lunch at Flying Goose in New London, and her dining companion asked the waitress, “Was the mountain always there?” It reminds me of my husband’s favorite story…he was down at the Irving/Blue Canoe station in Grantham getting gas and a car pulled up to him and the driver asked, “How do we get to Maine from here?” How do you answer those questions (after the hysterical laughter subsides, that is)? I thought of these stories as I was having lunch at the Flying Goose today. As I ate my Greek flatbread sandwich and fries (which I took a photo of before I demolished it), I was able to look out the window at the mountain, which is still there.

Fiber emporium

Open the door and enter knitter heaven. There’s quite a bit of fiber at Hodgepodge Fibers & Yarns in Newport. I was surprised at how large the red building was – it just kept going and going. Sue Connary said that her family has owned the building since 1913, and have always run a business there: linoleum, furniture and she brought in yarn in 1991. She might be the oldest continually operating (key words) business in Newport. (It would have been the Argus-Champion, but they closed this summer.) I’d be glad to hear from anyone if they know of an older business. Anyway, Sue says that there is a Monday night knitting group from 7 to 9 p.m. and a drop in spinning/knitting session on Tuesdays. What I liked is that there are homespun and greenspun yarns – right from Sue’s own flock! My camera doesn’t do the wooly¬† bundles justice…¬†

Need some warmer clothing?

I know I have to give up and pack away my sandals and shorts. I can’t wear my Birkenstocks and cropped pants with my quilted fall jacket. (I’ve been telling myself that it will warm up later and I can take the jacket off, I haven’t taken the jacket off!) I’m afraid the folks on one of those makeover shows will come and take me away – or make me look at my posterior in one of those horrible three-way mirrors. If you’re like me and need some warmer clothes, check out the Dorr Mill Store in Guild (right outside of Newport). You can get everything you’d need – sweater, pants, jackets, hats – for a cool, fall day.

Historic memories

I stopped in to see Barbara Huff at Odds & Ends, a shop at 65 Main Street in Newport. She’s a self-taught artist who paints scenes of Newport and Sunapee. She had three amazing oil paintings in the shop – my favorite was the one in the window, a scene of two buildings in Newport. She said it was her most recent painting, and her last one in that style as her eyes are getting weaker. If a $2,500 to $3,000 oil painting isn’t in your budget right now, there are prints of her work in the shop as well as greeting cards. But I might have to save my pennies for an original – Huff’s work was lovely. I wonder how it would look on the cover of Kearsarge Magazine?

‘Nuff said