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 →
My secret is out. It wasn’t just a love of marine artifacts that took me to the Connecticut River Museum last week. I would have made it there eventually, but what made it worth the trip on a cold rainy day in January was the holiday model train display. I’m a sucker for model trains,... Continue Reading →
This is the last opportunity to share some doors until after the ball drops in Times Square and we enter the third decade of this millennium. Norm is taking a couple of weeks off for the holidays, and he has suggested that we take today to look back at 2019 and post some of our... Continue Reading →
In previous years, I’ve shared Christmas doors from the Gingerbread House contest the Old Sturbridge Village holds as part of their Christmas by Candlelight, event. Last year, we didn’t attend Christmas by Candlelight until after Norm began his Christmas hiatus. I figured I’d save the delightful baked doors until this year. This year, we visited... 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 →
Come, ye thankful people, come Raise the song of harvest home All is safely gathered in Ere the winter storms begin God our Maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied Come to God's own temple, come Raise the song of harvest home Picture a small group of boys and girls standing on and... 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 →
I’m going to finish my visit to Woburn, Massachusetts by taking you to the historic center of town featuring a church, a church and a bank. Although these either aren’t the original buildings or the original occupants, the buildings are still quintessential New England. Unfortunately, I came up a little short on history for these... Continue Reading →
