We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
After fishing yesterday, Gwynnie and I took a drive through Lyme, CT, as charming and homey an antique town as I have ever seen in the US. It runs along the east bank of the lower Connecticut River, has wonderful riverside marshes for bird watching, fishing, and hunting, and has a fine cove with a marina - Hamburg Cove. "Quaint and charming" can be real things in our Yankeeland.
I even began looking at the For Sale signs (which was my first symptom of Lyme Disease), but there is no work for my profession there, I'm afraid. For jukebox maintenance and repair, one must go where there are jukeboxes...
Where I live, there are many highly-accomplished, scary-smart and mega-educated people, but "quaint and charming" does not jump to mind. ("Wonderful friends" does jump to mind.)
I took a few snaps, but Gwynnie declined to stop for my architectural photography. I don't blame him - if you stopped every time I wanted a pic, one would never arrive at one's destination. I can be a pest, that way. Also, in other ways (pedantic, insensitive, critical, intolerant, etc.).
I think the disease is spreading. I have it. Lovely pictures, simply lovely.
Cilla Mitchell, Galveston Texas
Don't let Bird Dog's modesty fool you, folks. He's a superb jukebox repairman and in high demand throughout the greater tri-county area. While he'll fix any type of 'box', he specializes in jukeboxes that only play classical music, so there's a big call for him in the Cambridge area.
(Side note to the 95% who didn't get that last joke: the 5% of people who did get it thought it was very funny.)
I loved your post! I, too, now have Lyme Disease and have already put down a payment on that last house.
Just one question, if you have a moment:
After I set up my bedroom and computer room, what do I do with the other seventeen rooms?
I live directly across the Ct. River from Lyme and you're right it is a town loaded with beautiful scenery and charm. The big barn/house you show in the last photo is on Joshuatown Rd. which, I believe, is considered by most residents of the lower Conn. River Valley as the loveliest country road in the area.
That barn/residence, by the way, was once owned by a gentleman, Harry Holtzman, who was the American sponsor and friend of Piet Mondrian. He helped Mondrian to relocate to this country and became a kind of manager for him and his artwork.
The lower level of the house still contains the "bull pen" where the bull was kept when it was still used as a barn. It was sold some years ago by the Holtzman heirs (I'm a real estate agent) and I've heard it has gone through a good deal of updating since then.
Love visiting Maggies Farm, it's one of my favorite go to sites. Especially appreciated because it's one that shows we Yankees haven't all lost our common sense.
I lived in the Dr. John Morgan Barn for many years--it does NOT have seventeen rooms. The house is made up of a number of large rooms. The lower level does have a pen which was converted into a kitchen and it was the "birthing" pen--NOT a bull pen.