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On The Vintage Trail in Vermont

Every once-in-a-while, my friend Cathrine and I set off on an adventure. We go ‘antiquing’… peppered here and there with coffee stops and fine dining. It’s so much fun!!

New England is teeming with antique shops… ranging from cute little curated vintage stores to barns full of ‘old junk’. We find treasures galore. So many that we are dreaming of opening our own antique store… ha ha… we laugh at the prospect of going shopping in antique shops to stock our own antique shop. But what is one to do with all the treasure one finds?

Our last adventure took us to Vermont on a gorgeously sunny summers day.

I showed restraint and came home with a pair a wonderful baroque candlesticks, adorned with birds and leaves and strawberries. I’ll show you a photo of them when I find the right spot for them in my home. And also the coolest wooden bread bowl (I have a penchant for these!). You can see it in the third photo… it’s the 4th bowl in the stack, with the rounded edges. It’s these rounded edges I love… so unusual in a vintage wooden bread bowl. Catherine filled my car with flowers in vintage cans and our trip home was so wonderfully fragrant.

My only regret is leaving behind the big vintage butterfly print. In fact, I’m saving up my pocket money to go back in August and claim her… she better be there!

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I can’t wait for our next outing. Cathrine, lets go soon!

Blessings and magic,

Donni

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Berry Picking :: Summer Fun in New England

Kitty and I had the most magical day picking blueberries together. We picked A LOT! Two buckets full of the sweetest berries ever. And, they were HUGE!

We are loving creating new family traditions as we navigate these New England seasons. This land is bountiful and so full of gifts.

When we asked our friends where we should go berry picking, the overwhelming consensus was Monadnock Berries in the small town of Troy. As soon as we came to the berry farm, at the end of a loooooong and winding country road, we knew exactly why this berry farm was a firm New England favorite. It is BEAUTIFUL there! The old yellow farmhouse loverlooks rolling fields of blueberry bushes and, looming majestically in front, is the magnificent Mount Monadnock.

The berry bushes were laden with fruit and we worked tirelessly, picking delicious berries. We ate some too. We just couldn’t help it! And we joked that they should have weighed us going in and then again coming out!

And we sat for a long time together, gazing out over the breathtaking scenery in the warm, thick air. We agreed that love this place, so much. And we marveled at how the Universe drew us here.

 

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So, if you want to go berry picking in New England, we suggest Monadnock Berries, near Keene, New Hampshire.

Blessings and magic,

Donni

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An Ode to Summer in New Hampshire

My heart is full to bursting

This land

This beauty that we have chosen

This life that chose us.

 

Blooming, sparkling, lush

Teaming with growth

Wisdom

fertile with freedom.

 

I sink my hands into the loamy soil

Listen to the heavy raindrops

The birds that sing

The air that is thick with possibility.

 

And I thank you, Universe

For bringing us here

To this land of infinite magnificence

And that we trusted.

 

 

Hello my friends. How are you? I know it’s been a long time. I have been busy with the full richness of this new life. It has filled my soul to bursting and I feel so grateful for having landed in the magical land.

We are thriving. Growing in ways we could never have anticipated. All four of us. Together and yet separate. We have each nestled our bare feet into this glorious earth and have sent our roots down into the soil… tentatively at first but now voraciously, with confidence and desire to become part of this glorious place. We have reveled in the wondrous beauty that surrounds us, bathed in early morning birdsong, gasped at lightening that flashes across the magnificent horizon.

Our days, like our hearts, are full. And we are happy.

 

Kitty went away on a 2 week horse camp. 14 Days of horses, non stop. She came home saying that it was the best two weeks of her entire life. I can see it in the sparkle in her eyes and the genuine happiness of her smile. She is now a horsey girl.

Teddy’s favorite summer pastime is swimming at the lake. It’s glorious. I love it too… which is a surprise. Traditionally, I’ve detested swimming, the beach and the sand. Here, at the lake, I love it. The water is warm and clean and feels wonderful on my skin. Who would have known I would turn into a swimmer, a dive-underer?

Moose and Kitty are loving it here too. And we have added four ducks to the mix. There were five at first but the neighbors dog climbed under the fence and killed one before we could save her. That was sad and brutal and made me mad. But the scale was balanced when we saved a baby chipmunk from our other neighbors cat. He stayed with us for two days, recuperating and getting strong enough to rejoin his mom in the forest. He was the sweetest little thing.

We’ve bought a little house that our good man is renovating. He has torn it apart and is now putting it together again. He loves his work. It’s not for us to live in but for us to rent to a lucky family instead. When it’s beautiful again.

As for us, we are still renting this sweet little house in town and searching for our forever farm. It will come when the time is right. Patience, I remind myself, as I impatiently long to settle my heart on land that is our very own.

 

 

Love to you, my friend.

Blessings and magic,

Donni

Snapshots from Winter in New Hampshire

 

I’ve taken some videos from our winter here in New Hampshire and thought you might like to get a glimpse into how magical it’s been for us.

I haven’t really shared video here before and cringe a little at my voice and tone of excitement… I just can’t seem to be calm when the snow is falling… ha ha! The first couple don’t have sound.

The other day, we had gorgeous BIG snowflakes that fell all day long. The kids were super excited to get the ‘snow day’ call from school and spent the day playing and skating in the snow. I’ve spent my time watching it fall. Watching snow fall is my favorite thing to do these days. You’d think it would get old but it hasn’t.

 

 

We started to feel sorry for the birds as the snow covers all the ground and grasses and we were wondering where they get their food from. So, we put out a treat for them… a seed bell and a tray of apple pieces.
Who was first to the feast? You guessed it… Mr Squirrel!
Mr Cat can now be found at the kitchen window, trying to shoo Mr Squirrel away from the bird treats. There is an ongoing dispute between the birds and the squirrel and, now, the cat! Watching the shenanigans at the kitchen window is one of my favorite things to do.

 

 

Snow sometimes swirls around like glitter in the air.

 

 

For all our friends who don’t get snow, I can’t tell you how exciting it is for the kids when they get the early morning call letting them know that school has been cancelled. They whoop and holla and run around the dining room table chanting ‘snow-day, snow-day’!

 

 

Here are my little bird friends, feasting in the snow.

 

 

Yesterday was windy and COLD… but the boys braved the sledding hill again. I sat this one out in the car… but loved it all the same.

 

 

Blessings and magic,

Donni