Country Life in Sandwich, New Hampshire
Last summer, Booty Family Farm produced a bumper crop of corn. Oh, my heavens, so snappy-sweet delicious! This summer, raccoons and bears have been helping themselves to the delectable ears (booo!), but the fruit trees have been virtually left alone, which means … Continue Reading →
Nothing says country on the lake better than a pontoon boat. Ours is our little house on Squam, and we’re quite enamored with it. We started our boat family with a sailboat, a used O’Day sailor that had lovely classic … Continue Reading →
The farther out you live in the boondocks, the more exciting it is to receive mail. Our UPS driver is now considered a friend (shout out to Frank who likes to linger and chat), and USPS daily deliveries are practically … Continue Reading →
Steve Bartlett told me that a sign of the sugaring season coming to a close is 50 degree weather and rain. Yup. Sounds like spring in New Hampshire. We were collecting at the Bickford sugarbush yesterday, and Steve told me … Continue Reading →
Some people conjure up pizza by picking up the phone and ordering delivery or using the Domino’s Pizza app. Then there are the pre-baked pizza shells in the supermarket (I used my share of those over the years), and the pre-made dough … Continue Reading →
Little House has come full circle. My first post was Mud Season and Robert Frost, and here we are again in mud season and maple sugaring, which proves that time really does fly when you’re having fun! I’m happy to … Continue Reading →
Why all that stuff in the hallway? It’s Winter Change Day! Back when I lived in my first little apartment, I learned the satisfaction of refreshing my surroundings by simply moving the furniture around. (I lived on the second floor … Continue Reading →
Does your herb garden look like this, mostly frozen but with a few signs of life? I cut my basil long ago and made pesto — basil is tender and would not hold up through even a light freeze — … Continue Reading →
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 →