Random thoughts, life lessons, hopes and dreams
As I was driving away from the Connecticut River Museum a few weeks ago, I spied something few people see when visiting Essex – available parking spaces on Main St. Essex is a small, mostly residential community with ample attractions to bring a crowd of visitors to Main St. The street is lined with restaurants... Continue Reading →
Since I’ve asked many of you to experience more from me this week than in most weeks, today I’m just going to share the first few doors I encountered in Essex, Connecticut when I visited two weeks ago. These doors are near, at and within the Connecticut River Museum. In the future, I will share... Continue Reading →
The title shouldn’t surprise anyone. Back in 2013, I wrote my first post about how rivers are special to me. I spied a couple of familiar names in the short list of likes, but I also spied three subsequent posts where I linked to it. Today makes four. And, while the three rivers in Pittsburgh... Continue Reading →
Last week, I visited the Connecticut River Museum, in Essex, CT. You’ll hear more about this visit, and you’ll see some doors in the near future, but today, I’m focused on the entry process. I arrived at the museum shortly after it opened. The very nice lady at the desk asked me if I qualified... Continue Reading →
When I was detoured into the center of Broad Brook a few weeks ago, I drove by a nondescript little building that had a sign that said “Broadbrook Library.” My first thought was that the building wasn’t big enough to be a library. Door-high hopes had me instantly thinking that this was the original library... Continue Reading →
Several weeks ago, while on my way to our local lumberyard, an accident had closed the road I was traveling on. Police on the scene at the nearest intersection were routing people to the right. I asked for directions, and they began with “continue down this road and turn left between the dam and the... Continue Reading →
About a month ago, I shared some doors from a restored train station near Woburn, Massachusetts. I had stopped into the Woburn Historical Society, where I was given some information about historic sites in the nearby area. I hadn’t been planning to stop in, per se, as I didn’t think the office would be open.... Continue Reading →
Today is going to be a very long and very busy day. I decided to share a door photo that my good friend Brad Lewis passed along to me on Facebook. My regular readers will understand the appeal of this door. If you’re new to No Facilities, I’ll explain. We have had Irish Setters for... Continue Reading →
I spent a couple of days near Boston, MA this week, but due to some room availability problems, my two nights had to be split across two hotels. The first night, I stayed in Woburn (that’s pronounced woo-burn – don’t ask me why). Then I moved up to Burlington. As often happens, there was a... Continue Reading →
