Hi all! It was an interesting week and we just had Valentine’s Day! To me, Valentine’s Day marks the middle of winter, and so it should all be heading towards spring from here, even if there is still a lot of snow on the ground ;) Anyway, there were quite a few great smiles over this last week! Take a look:
Hello and Welcome! Sit down and I’ll get you a nice steaming mug of super strong dark roast, a piping cuppa tea or some nice hot cocoa. What do you mean you are cold? It is up to 15 F/-9 C already! And the sun is out and there is no wind. It’s a heat wave! Where are we? Some may know the photo at the top as being from New Hampshire. I know, this is the longest stretch in NH without a weekend on Cape Cod in 8 years! Not just by a little, but by a lot.
As I said last week, we are in the heart of winter now. I’m sure everyone knows that the Polar Vortex has taken up residency in central Canada and has had effects over most of North America. Actually, looking at the forecast, we will be getting closer to normal temperatures this week, but not warm. (Two days ago it showed a deep freeze for the week ahead).
I’ve always been fascinated with ancient sites. When I visited the British Islands, I put things like Neolithic stone circles, Bronze Age tombs and Iron Age hillforts at the top of the itinerary. Sure, I visited Roman ruins, went into old churches (which are great), explored castles (the more ruinous the better!) and played tourist at places like the Anne Hathaway Cottage, but it was the ancient sites that held my attention.
When I started blogging, I soon discovered a blog that often posted about ancient sites in Britain. Yep, an immediate follow!! Of course, I discovered a whole lot else after following the blog for a while. There were personal posts and poems, stories and symbols. Even talk outside of Britain of my favorite city, Paris, but as part of the blogger’s personal history.
I also discovered the blog’s owner, Sue Vincent, the center of one of the largest chunks of the blogging community that I belong to and interact with. Her weekly writephoto challenge is one of the best out there. Some of my best fiction was inspired by Sue’s marvelous photos in this challenge.
Galvin is… Well, Galvin is Galvin. There is no better way to describe him than that. Some would say he is “a character” or “a bit of local color”. Others might shake their head and mumble “eccentric” or “oddball” while still others would say “every town has their Galvin.” Gill isn’t so sure – he has never met anybody quite like the strange, little old man.
Strange, of course, is a matter of opinion, but “little” fits to some extent. Galvin is small and wiry, perhaps 5 foot 6 and 115 pounds, maybe less, but surprisingly strong. In ways, “old” is more attitude than age. Galvin is in his mid-60s, but has always tried to put himself up as older and more experienced. And there is something about him that if you didn’t know, you might place him closer to 80 than 60. Yet he is active and agile, spry as a 22-year-old.
Galvin loves to tell tall tales and can spin quite a yarn. On the other hand, doing a little research you might find that some of his most outrageous claims about the town’s history are true.
Precise lines define A casual arrangement All relaxed yet snug Between exact and sloppy Sketch my day in shades of life
This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week she gave us two words, Loose and Tight, and asked us to include synonyms of those words. I chose to write a tanka today.
A little over a week ago I went through some sketch pads and found a few old drawings. If you remember, I used a pastel of Notre Dame for my poem last week. This drawing is from a class I took many years ago. I’ve been trying to find an excuse to use it, and now I have one :)
A stench lies on Avebury, New Hampshire. It isn’t something that one can smell, it is more of a psychic soot polluting everybody’s mood. No one recalls when it arrived, but there does seem to be a connection with the Old Mill and its mysterious new owners.
Following the trail of the local legend, the ghost of Martha Goode, Gill Baxter is driven to discover the truth behind the events of 1821 and, hopefully, prevent another “time of dying.” That trail, though, leads directly to The Old Mill.
The Old Mill was released today! You can find it on Amazon with the links below:
Winter has arrived in New Hampshire! Well, we had some frigid weather for a while, but the real snow arrived last week. It has snowed a few times and there is a thick covering over everything. It is very pretty.
I took several walks over the weekend in what can be described as a winter wonderland. At the edge of a our town there is a bare hillside. The backside is used as a sledding hill. It is called Carnival Hill because for decades back in the late 19th century, early 20th century, there was a huge winter festival there that drew people up from Boston. Part of it is the Three Town Toboggan Run, since it is on the corner of the three townships, and you can literally sled through parts of all three.
Anyway, Saturday evening, at sunset, it was gorgeous up there. The sky glowed pink and purple. There are places with wonderful views of the chain containing Temple Mountain, Pack Monadnock and North Pack. The snow glowed.