CONNECTING BARNS

August 1, 2015May 28, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 2 Comments

Many New England farms traditionally had their barns connected to the farmhouse, no doubt because of the deep snow and vicious cold each winter. Sometimes the additions seem to run on and on.

CHAUNCY CREEK

July 28, 2015May 28, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

A popular lobster restaurant is perched at the bottom of a cliff. Some of its patrons tie up at this dock. Most park in a crowded roadside lot above. Their oysters on the half shell, by the way, are unbeatable.

This lovely tidal channel links Pepperell Cove to a town park called Seapoint and sets Fort Foster off on its own island.

Kodak18 046 — At low tide, the rafts can be sitting on the rocks. The tidal changes are impressive.

Just a few hours later ... — Just a few hours later …

AVOIDING THE CROWDS IN SEASON

July 21, 2015May 28, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 3 Comments

At the mouth of the Piscataqua River downstream from where I live, Fort Foster has long guarded the entrance to Portsmouth Harbor. It’s now a town park.

By purchasing a season pass each year, I’ve come to consider it my private patch on the ocean — one shared with some folks who’ve become sunny friends as we swim and then warm in the rays.

The rocky shoreline allows a fine introduction to tide pool life, while the pebble beaches have their own experience. There are also some sandy pocket beaches and a trail to meander while looking out over the cobalt Atlantic.

An observation bunker, from World War II, now has a picnic pavilion added for groups to use by reservation.

FROM THE SUMMIT

July 18, 2015May 28, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 6 Comments

Lake Winnipesaukee wanders through the center of New Hampshire. Here’s a portion viewed from the top of Mount Major.

NOT MINE

July 16, 2015June 20, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 1 Comment

New Hampshire has more than its share of vanity license plates, a practice that often provides amusement in the thick of traffic or parking lots. For a number of years, mine said QUAKER, which spurred some lively conversations — to say nothing of what happened when parked next to Bob McQuillen’s QUACKER plate. (His goes back to his days of teaching high school shop classes — the result of one day when a student I will not name accused him of sounding like a duck when he got angry.)

So we were driving through downtown the other day when we noticed this plate:

Only in the photo do I notice the second D rather than O — representing another variant on the root surname Hodgson. Still, it can be unsettling when you have a rather uncommon one to see another around.

BRICKS ON THE ROCKS

July 14, 2015May 28, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 3 Comments

No idea who left them this way, either.

HARBOR CRUISE

July 4, 2015May 28, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 2 Comments

This view of cruising Portsmouth Harbor always reminds me of several French Impressionist masterpieces. Maybe it has something to do with the flag in motion.

PEDESTRIAN SPAN

June 30, 2015April 10, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 4 Comments

Built for a railroad, this span's been refurbished for more pedestrian pleasures. It's a beauty, sometimes gentle, sometimes dramatic, always welcoming on a morning stroll. — Built for a railroad, this span’s been refurbished for more pedestrian pleasures. It’s a beauty, sometimes gentle, sometimes dramatic, always welcoming on a morning stroll.

CRAB SHELLS

June 21, 2015April 10, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ 1 Comment

An ocean beach presents colorful bits to the eye.

QUAKER STREET

May 16, 2015April 10, 2015 ~ Jnana Hodson ~ Leave a comment

Note the yellow sign, "Pavement ends." It really does feel like a slower place. — Note the yellow sign, “Pavement ends.” It really does feel like a slower place.

Taking its name from an old use of “street” as “neighborhood,” the stretch is also known now as the Quaker District. It’s up in the hills in a remote corner of Henniker, New Hampshire.

The road approaches the old schoolhouse. — The road passes a small Quaker burial ground next to the old schoolhouse.

As the sign on the schoolhouse says ... — As the sign on the schoolhouse says …

The center of the village was the Friends meetinghouse, which is still in use.

Many headstones in the burial ground use the old Plain dates. The “3rd mo” is Third Month, or March.