Life in rural New England has settled into the "between seasons" routine. Old pumpkins still sit upon house steps, but they are a bit saggy and have lost that bright freshly harvested look. The mums hanging from the porches hold tightly to the last dull hues of their once vibrant colors. Those that hate the snow are happy because global warming has led to above average temperatures and those who live in New England so they can ski and snowboard are upset each morning as the temperature rises and the ice formed on top of standing water melts. The evergreens look more vivid because the leaves on the other trees have given us their colorful autumn gifts and have fallen on the ground to provide the sound effects of fall. The cars and trucks parked along the road sides are the tell tale signs that the hunters have disappeared into the woods. But underneath it all is a feeling of anticipation, the anticipation that Thanksgiving is just around the corner. Thanksgiving, the holiday of New England, boosts the pride of all of New Englanders, or so I like to think.
The picture on the left is our lane (with the playhouse) and the picture on the right is our house looking out into the west side of our property.
3 comments:
It sounds like you love New England! It is a pretty place and the house looks wonderful. We don't have that here, but the Christmas lights are on the cactus leading out of Ahwatukee, they light them up after a big party at the park the Friday after Thanksgiving. It has been warm here, 90 yesterday. Should be down in the 80's by next week.
Oo! Sounds like it's time to pull out the parkas in AZ! I miss those cactus lights, though. I've never seen so many Christmas lights in my life!
What a wonderful view!!! I hope you and Uncle Tom have a great Thanksgiving. We miss you lots but I'm glad you are doing so well :)
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