After some stunning spring like weather complete with myself and local natives out raking up our yards in just a shirt and jeans, winter roared back to New England for one last push this morning. We cannot complain though!
Celebrating the holiday season in New England is so much fun because there are so many different places to go and activities to do. The problem is that we often forget to do a little research to find out what is worth the time. So we’ve decided to do the hard part for you.
Here’s a list of a few things you can do to get in the holiday spirit!
Bright Nights at Forest Park in Springfield, MA
Boston Ballet: The Nutcracker playing now until December 31st.
Northern Lights and Santa Express in Thomaston,CT.
Ice skating at Frog Pond in the Boston Commons.
Hope this gave you some fun ideas. If you’ve ever been to any of these places, feel free to leave a comment and tell us how it went!
It’s right around the corner. Yes winter with all of its snow, ice and wind. Of course here in New England Nor’easters also barrage us. These storms pummel our coastline and are a threat to our beaches. The erosion caused by the wind and waves can be detrimental to Towns. After last winter our Town had to replenish some of the beaches by dredging and bringing in sand. The ocean was on the verge of breaking through a barrier beach that protects our town center. We were saved from this last year and can only hope the work holds for this winter season and its storms. Only time and Mother Nature will tell.
Hello and welcome.
I am a wife and also grandmother etching out a quieter life here in New Hampshire. I was born and brought up in the state of Maine where I also raised my own family. Later in life my husband and myself did a bit of traveling to the southern states and have also been abroad to his homeland of England. Of all the wonderful places and people we have encountered we settled back here through much trial and error. Not that the aging body doesn’t appreciate the warm tropical breezes we have experienced, we love that also.
With the first week of October arriving so did snow in Maine and New Hampshire. While New England is known for it’s hardy winters, it’s been quite a few years since we up here have seen snow more than once so early in the season especially the first week of October. Last year it was no secret we had a blockbuster marathon of snowfall but what made it all so outrageous was the fact it all piled up an easy four foot high within a span of two months in our area and began (as it has the last six years) after Christmas. The good news is this year our old circa 1800 home is sporting a new roof and should keep all dry unlike last winter when it all came tumbling down around us along with many other unfortunate families. “If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.”
I hope this post finds you well my dears!
This winter as pretty as it is just isn’t ending.
We live 30 minutes from Boston and have gotten more than our share of foot upon foot of snow. When the roof leaked and then part of the ceiling gave way I was more than upset as we were already having other weather related problems. Don’t get me wrong, the idea of moving back to warmer weather is appealing, but the violent storms are not we used to get summers in Florida. I’ll take snow over tornados and hurricanes!
We had a look around online and in the paper entertaining the idea of possibly moving within the area. The building we have been in just is so old and in constant need of repair. We have lived here five years going into our sixth, but it’s become what feels like “home” so we decided to push to get the roof leak fixed and do the interior ourselves. If we were in our 40’s we may have decided differently but we aren’t. Ugh!
The gaping ceiling has also afforded “something” we hear late night running around above us a new peep hole into our apartment. Last summer we caught a Chipmunk scurrying in and out of the siding of the building outside so we plugged the hole promptly. Apparently he found other ways in, little booger as we hear him playing nights. Upon waking up this morning I found some of the pink ceiling insulation on the floor, possible evidence he either got close to the hole or even fell. So far, nothing beyond there out of the ordinary. Time to temporarily cover the ceiling I think.
We had actually been leaving it open so the water leak had a clear path to the bucket below should it leak again winter. Speaking of winter, it seems to have returned again and been snowing all day. Bah!
A couple of weeks ago, we had a lovely snowfall
And I got to enjoy berries wearing a Santa hat.
The dried seed pods
Glowed like lace in the sunlight
And delicate diamonds
Glittered on slender stems.
Even the snowballs on the frozen lake
Looked like pearls.
But my favourite sight – as always –
Are snowflakes of joy.
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Winter of the Best Snow
by L. Stewart Marsden
Every Wednesday like clockwork for three weeks in a row
the weather forecasters forecasted deep snow.
Six to eight inches, they predicted each week.
The response of each child was a deep-hearted shriek
of delight, for that night in the dark the clouds would roll in
and silently, softly, the snow would begin
to fall to the earth.
School is closed. Locked up tighter than tight
and no worries o’er hist’ry nor mathmatics tonight —
For tonight all our noses are glued to the panes
of our windows and we know that the remains
of the storm — half a foot of white snow
awaits on the morrow for an army of kids.
Oh! Wax the red runners of Flexi-brand sleds,
Dig out toboggans and mittens and dredge
out old sweaters and stockings and stuff
and muff up our ears and…
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I am thinking spring!
It’s not new news we here in the northeast have had more than our share of snowfall. In our yard alone stands a good 5 foot and the snowbanks are higher. Our biggest problem has been water leakage from the thick ice dams on our roof which recently caused our ceiling inside to start falling to the floor. It’s a very old 1800’s house as it is. There have been people up there trying to keep up cleaning but with storm on top of storm it’s been difficult. As much as I adore the seasons here and don’t mind the snow, enough is enough!