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Cats.
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They’re so judgmental.
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I’ve heard of drunks wearing lampshades, but Ibis?
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I do not recommend this. Bears with the munchies can wreak havoc in your yard.
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And you thought the movie was pure nonsense.
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I don’t even want to know what’s going on here. Nope.
And finally, Thanksgiving preparations are underway at Mark’s house….
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Every time we stay in the White Mountains of New Hampshire we try to explore a new town. This trip it was Littleton….
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A charming place with a delightfully quirky downtown area.
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They’ve been voted Best American Main Street numerous times and once you stroll around… it’s easy to see why.
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Of course when you’re strolling with my husband that means ducking into every antique store you see.
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Clearly this fellow takes his wine selection seriously.
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But wait… what’s that on the floor in the back?
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Weeee! Another vintage alcohol related crate for my vinyl collection. I paid more for this one than any of the others, but we haggled 20% off and there’s no sales tax in New Hampshire so I’m calling it a win.
Husband doing the dishes in our resort condo as well? Score!!!
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Heading to the riverfront area we discovered a pedestrian covered bridge.
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Which afforded some great views..
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And that old red building with the waterwheel on the left?
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Turned out to be Schilling brewery which made yours truly very happy.
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They kept the feel of the old mill with a rustic interior…
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And served a fabulous wood fired artisan pizza with chicken, bacon, cheese, spinach, tart apples and maple syrup. Sound weird? Yes… but it was heavenly.
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As was their beer, which they take very seriously. The bartender was extremely knowledgeable and quizzed you before you chose. It wasn’t pass or fail, but it definitely resulted in him pouring you the perfect beer suited to your tastes.
My liquid ambrosia this visit? Schlaumeier – a Hefeweizen (wheat beer) with delicate notes of banana and clove. It sounds bizarre was positively grand.
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I saw this the other day when I was stopped at a traffic light and had to do a double take.
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Want a truck but can’t afford one?
No problem, just cut off the back of your car, add some cardboard and call it good.
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This is the road you have to drive if you visit the White Mountains.
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The Notch was famous for The Old Man in the Mountain, a natural stone outcropping that resembled a face. Sadly, it crumbled years ago but there’s a museum devoted to it at the Canon Mountain gondola sight where you can grab a glimpse.
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Peak foliage was long past when we drove through and everything looked very grey.
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But it’s still an impressive sight.
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And a huge tourist destination.
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This was the road the day we drove it. Below was the road two weeks before…
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There’s something to be said for traveling off season. No traffic jams for us.
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Not as colorful, but definitely smoother sailing.
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Never a dull moment…
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When you’re in the White Mountains of New Hampshire, you drive.
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Here, there and everywhere if you’re with us.
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And though peak foliage had passed, the faded colors still retained a certain beauty.
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Anonymous mountain road?
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Sure, we’ll take it. Up and over…
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Until it narrowed down to the dirt path to nowhere and we had to implement a nail biting 3 point turn. Hey NH… would it kill you to post a dead end sign now and then?
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The Bump Bridge.
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Yes, that’s really it’s name.
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Spanning a small stream it was less impressive than some…
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With a redone roof which killed the historical appeal for me. But we didn’t plan on finding it, so no time was wasted.
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Onward…
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Just when I think I’ve seen every silly product ever made? This.
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I never realized ducks were such deep thinkers.
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I also never knew you could own one and plug him in.
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And now you know as well. You can thank me later….
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When you’re traveling rural roads in northern New England, finding a covered bridge is bound to happen.
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This particular bridge was quite a nice one.
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Lovely setting, well kept and structurally sound.
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Complete with vintage warning sign.
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There were a few too many trees for the perfect money shot, but you get the idea.
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I love when the town posts a little history.
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And when my spouse has to test the construction.
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Why is everyone so obsessed with poop these days?
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How bad do you have to be to find one of those in your Christmas stocking?
Yes, the classic emoji has its uses …
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But does it need to be flung in a mini slingshot? No. Even with the added incentive of 3 free flying feces.
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Thanks for clearing up the fake versus real controversy. Those outstretched arms and googly eyes might have come from Uncle Harold’s commode. He always was an odd duck.
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I’m going to go out on a limb and say English is not the ad copy writer’s first language. But hey… poop is universal.
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One of the nicest things about our resort in the mountains? Beautiful fall foliage right outside our door.
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We were a little past peak for this trip but it was still a lovely palette of color to wake up to.
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This quirky coffee house right down the road only opened the day we left which was disappointing. I haven’t been half baked in decades.
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First day of our trip? We drove…
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Here.
There.
Wherever the leaves took us.
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And if you’re driving with my husband that means traveling on some pretty obscure back roads. Often ones that turn to dirt.
Miles and miles, up and over mountains where there’s nothing but glorious foliage, nature….
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Bear warnings….
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And a randomly placed portapotty.
( Spellcheck kept changing this to portal Otto. I may have missed a prime Tardis opportunity there.)
Here’s a short clip of the splendor. Yours truly is announcing the sighting of turkeys on the left, repeatedly and quite loudly. I do this when I spot cows as well, though in the deeper audible resonance they deserve.
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Ah….
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I love fall!
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I love bread and have been known to devour my weight in it on more than one occasion, thankfully I never found Harrison Ford in the middle of a loaf.
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This begs the question why.
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As does this.
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A free vibration session in what looks like some very targeted areas. Hmm…
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This blew my mind. I know the Levi Strauss company has a denim museum with some very old pieces but these were bought by a private collector. Further research found they bore a label stating they were made with American labor, as opposed to the Chinese workers being used in the 1880’s. Either way, that’s a lot of cash for a pair of dirty jeans.
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Best. Recycled. Piano. Ever.
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