What an exciting week! I left home on Thursday, bound for the Children’s Literature Conference at Keene State in Keene, New Hampshire. I arrived at the perfect time. The autumn leaves were ablaze on the hillsides. We just don’t have those intense colors out west. Most of our trees are pines and firs. We get the yellows, but not the vibrant reds and gold. I looked out the window as the plane landed in Manchester and drank in the beauty of a New England autumn.
I had some free time the next day. Two friends, Pam Hoyt and her husband Dean, gave me a tour. We took the back roads, through towns that could have come out of a Currier & Ives print. These contrasted with palatial summer homes built a century ago by wealthy families in Boston and New York who would come up to New Hampshire on the train to get away from the city’s summer heat. I especially enjoyed our stop in Harrisville, an old mill town that has preserved the factories and homes from the years before the Civil War. Being a knitter, I knew the name Harrisville. Harrisville yarns are the best for making Aran sweaters, which is the kind of knitting I love to do.
Here are some of the pictures I took on our drive.
Yes, I know. Some of these pictures are sideways. There must be a way to turn them right-side up. I’m working on it.