My sister and I collaborated and posted some of our favorite New England pics. And since we couldn’t decide which ones to use, this one ran a tad bit long too. 🙂
So without further ado, this is me and Sarah’s representation of our home.
New England is…
Long walks on the beach, feeling sand in your toes, listening to seagulls screaming over-head, fried clam shacks, and feeling the ice-cold waves rush against your legs.
It’s fresh maple syrup, apple orchards, berry picking, large mugs of fresh apple cider,
and peach picking.
It’s farmland, filled with lazy cows, rows of corn, and tractors. It’s delicious fresh cheese and homemade breads.
It’s bumpy, winding roads, shaded by the thick trees of the surrounding forest.
It’s the quaint, coastal towns of Rockport, Massachusetts,
… filled with bright buildings, large boats, and fishing gear.
It’s the waterfalls of New Hampshire,
rushing through the White Mountains.
It’s fields of flowers.
It’s bustling cities…
… and a whole lot of history. (This is a picture of The Old North Bridge in Concord, Massachusetts — home of the “shot heard around the world” from the American Revolution).
It’s rustic campgrounds, shaded by sweet-smelling pine,
… and it’s pumpkins in the fall.
It’s the sailboats of Cape Cod…
… and adorable, quaint cottages.
… and — most importantly — foliage in the fall.
It’s the peaceful beauty of Vermont,
and the beautiful coast of Mystic Seaport, Connecticut.
Despite my love of a good Starbucks latte, it’s most definitely Dunkin Donuts. Or Dunkies, as we call it. There’s definitely one on ever corner. (Unless you’re in Boston, in which case there are two on every corner). 😉
And when it comes down to it, New England is… home. 🙂