Country Life in Sandwich, New Hampshire
At the Sandwich Children’s Center fundraising auction last summer, Todd and I quickly identified the one auction item that we would bid for until the last gavel drop: “Guided Hike with Fred Lavigne.” Not only is Fred a dear family friend … Continue Reading →
For three days in October, our sleepy little New England village is inundated, overrun, invaded, mobbed by thousands of people flocking to the Sandwich Fair, a large country fair that includes a mid-way with rides and fried dough vendors, but … Continue Reading →
The gardens at Booty Family Farm are being put to bed, so it’s time to store up some of the goodness for the winter. Here’s a photo of Matt on the tractor and Stephen on the ground downloading a load … Continue Reading →
When Elsa first requested to go to Aunt Jane’s After-School Cooking Class, she asked to make a soufflé. I, naturally, went right to my America’s Test Kitchen gazillion-recipe bible and found a recipe for a cheese soufflé ~ perfect! Except … Continue Reading →
Late August is sublime in Center Sandwich, not only because the crowds are thinning, the nights are cooling, and the lake water is silky, but also because the organic gardens next door at Booty Family Farm are booming! As soon … Continue Reading →
It’s a hot day in August, so what’s a dog to do? Go swimming, of course! Dogs aren’t allowed at the town beach on Squam Lake, but there are plenty of other places to find water. Beede Falls is a … Continue Reading →
Elsa’s in the kitchen! Our weekly playdates have evolved into “cooking school,” and this time we’re making Chocolate Almond Oat Bars made with eight delicious, wholesome ingredients: chocolate, peanut butter, honey, butter, almonds, dried cherries, oats, and a wee bit of … Continue Reading →
One of the great pleasures of living in Sandwich is that Squam Lake is in our backyard. The land of snow mobiles and bob houses in winter (think ice fishing) transforms into a boaters and swimmers paradise in summer. At … Continue Reading →
When I’m not sleeping in my bed, it is always made. When I was little, my mother made my bed every morning, but when I was old enough to master such advanced techniques as “nurses’ corners,” the task fell to … Continue Reading →
Our dog Beau alerts us to visits from neighbors in two ways. If it’s a human neighbor, he’ll bark, making a racket along with Gracie, but if it’s an animal neighbor, he’ll stand very still, staring out the window with … Continue Reading →