A few weeks ago, on my birthday, we spent an afternoon roaming around Boston.
each autumn, I'd turn serious and carefully consider my options for finding warmth and security for the coming winter. Please no grasshopper/ant comparisons!
Very little can be worse on the road than a thunderstorm with you in the open. OK, there can be a pity factor when people drive by and see you.
woodworkers are masters of recycling from plank to scrap.
John believed in fleecing, not taking fleece, and hide from his "customers."
I was never to be one of those eager rock hoppers effortlessly jumping from one boulder to another.
It was called an Art House. But actually, it ran B movies, some little smut, and old Sci-Fi.
Where there is a summer visitor, there is a summer visitor industry.
There was a wonderful tobacco shop on Tremont Street in Boston; Pipes, tobacco, and cigars. A model of the fishing Schooner Elsie figured prominently in the window. Even if you didn't smoke, you could spend an hour inhaling the wondrous odors and looking at the carved meerschaum and briar pipes.
New England gets known for its beautiful coast, mountains, lobster, and many things that don't add up to an actual portrait