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Visiting Old Sturbridge Village During a Pandemic
I’m pretty sure this blog does not need another post about Old Sturbridge Village and yet, here we are. In my defense, I absolutely love the Village and there are not a lot of places we can go during a pandemic. Last Sunday we decided that we all needed a bit of family fun and escape from reality. Life has been getting us down for obvious reasons and Old Sturbridge Village is the perfect escape from the current world. The Village has taken a lot of precautions for visitors and we felt quite safe while visiting. We had to book our tickets ahead of time. They are limiting entry and…
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A Poem for a Thursday #105
Robert Frost is the poet I turn to when I want to read a poem about the nature outside my door. His words bring the New England landscape to life. Frost said a poem is “never a put-up job… It begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a loneliness. It is never a thought to begin with. It is at its best when it is a tantalizing vagueness.” My sorrow, when she's here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walks the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will…
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Hope Over Experience
In a triumph of hope over experience, I have purchased a planner for 2021. I spent a long time searching for the perfect one. It had to have the layout I liked, note pages in the back, and, most importantly, it had to be pretty. Then I bought a new fountain pen and new ink to go with it. It took me an equally long time to choose those two things. Yes, the ink is green to match the pen. I am now very ready to write down all the things that won’t happen in the next year. I am a person who likes to have plans. I want things…
