Home from a great little road trip, now for a little spiked cider while we finish up these decorations. 😁
It’s 55 degrees and I’m in an old Shaker cemetery taking pictures. Must be Fall. 🍂🍁 (at Littleton, Massachusetts)
No one does cheek-to-cheek like Hazel. 💕 All. Day. Long.
It’s getting late and I have a lot of work ahead of me but instead I’m putting together a White Mountains roadtrip for this weekend. Photo from last Autumn’s trip. 🍂🍁
Off to my first wedding of September. 🍁 I do not acknowledge the high of 90F.
Yeah yeah “it’s still summer” but I just walked my kid to her first day back to school through an orange leaf covered cemetery. Wearing a cardigan. 👊
Chowder and cool air on the coast of Maine. Hit the road, summer.
For how much that’s changed since these leaves last turned yellow, this all feels wonderfully familiar.
Me at work with a sad, teething baby.
These little dimpled hands love most the pendant containing a dandelion seed from where my husband asked me to marry him in Ireland. ❤️🍀
My mom and dad’s front porch and my sweet Esme, still looking so little sometimes.
It’s a chronicle of visits to Poe sites and artifacts on the East Coast and across the ocean and meeting those responsible for maintaining his physical legacy. A little more about it here: http://www.oddthingsiveseen.com/2014/03/poe-land-if-you-purchased-this-book.html
My husband spent the last year writing a book about Poe and today an advance copy showed up from his publisher. I am so excited and proud of his work but in the spirit of Poe will use not one exclamation point. Farewell.