Yes, I was gone for two weeks, I hope someone will still come and take a look. I was on vacation, and although I put up pictures on IG, I was on vacation, didn’t want to deal with writing blog posts on my iPad. so here we go, a little late, but these will be much better posts.
It was time to get out of Dodge, although as you will see late – the idea that LA is hell and everywhere else is heaven – no so much. The government has used this pandemic very affectively to destroy our societal norms.
We wanted to see fall colors in New England.
Our first stop, Portsmouth NH. We could get a direct flight to Boston, and although wearing those masks for 6 hours and being yelled at for lowering it even a bit, is the price I paid. The trip was worth it. Arrived in the early evening and drove straight out of MA to NH. It started raining the moment we entered NH. Dinner that night, we were told to put on mask, luckily I had two in my purse, they came off two seconds later…
This is the church in the center of downtown, there are plenty of church in New England, with their beautiful white steeples, but no, I don’t know the denomination.
Its hard to read the inscription, so I’ll tell you, its’ the Odd Fellows Hall. Now I’m wondering if the Rebeccas met there as well. I think this building was built in the early 20th c.
Look what I found! an Art Deco Building from the early 30s! Rare in a town established in 1623. More on that history later.
The front of the Governor Goodwin Mansion, built in 1811. Once we entered the Strawberry Banke park, we were able to go inside as well. Many of the homes in the Banke were moved there. I love these kind of historical recreations. Better have them together in one location, then being torn down one by one.
The garden of the house, which is both vegetables and beautiful ornamentals.
Me under the arbor, so happy not to be stuck on an airplane. As you can see, no fall colors yet, the change was a little late this year, no problem for us, since we were heading both north and into the mountains.
Don’t know which house this is, but I do love the pink orange color on the door and trims.
This is from the oldest house, the Sherburne, built somewhere between 1695/1703. I only got the image of the windows, not the whole house, it is going through some repairs right now. LOVE these windows, the leaded diamonds. Clearly a very wealthy merchant or seaman. Also, that lattice of diamond is much stronger than a checkerboard, since this is pretty clear glass, not the coke bottle bottoms one sees in even older windows.
Inside the Shapiro Home, Jewish Merchants who arrived in the early 20th c. They put some Judaica in there, but it was more modern. Me, I fell in love with their sewing machine!
Not every house has a name.
I love looking down an alleyway and seeing the back of two homes, with additions on top. The building on the left mirrors the original. The one on the right doesn’t at all, and I do like the yellow color they chose.
The harbor, where so many ships came and went and the navy used during war.
Local re-enactors, we didn’t see their show. Fun to catch them on the street.
Onwards, I’ll be interspersing this trip among other posts. It was amazing, I love America, the chance to travel and see more of her is a real privilege.
Leah