I thought it was high time I officially introduced Liza on this blog. For my birthday, Papa D and Little C took me to the local shelter and helped me pick out a kitty. She has delighted all of us, and been a great addition to our family. Her name is officially Elizabeth Grey Frenchie Swanson, but we call her Liza Grey for short, or just Liza. She's already caught her first mouse in the house, and about 5 in the barn. We are sure glad to have her around!
(And for the record, our house no longer looks like this! These pictures are from October. Winter is full-on upon us, and it's snowing more as I type this!)
I've been threatening to cut off my hair for some time now. I think it was something about turning 30 that made me want a change, not to mention to arrival of near-permanent static that coincides with wood-stove season. It feels so light, so different! I LOVE IT!
Ancient stone walls always feel a little magical to me... I love to imagine the farmers that farmed theses hillsides more than 200 years ago. At one point, in the 1800's, New Hampshire was 80% cleared land. Now we are more than 80% forested. It's amazing how much can change in a short period of time!
Old pictures of old friends. I recently discovered an old folder with some treasures in it, and found my scanner to be an able ally in some fun. I'm not in touch with most of the people in these pictures anymore, which is too bad, but I'm really glad that they were part of my life at a very formative time. And it's great to know that two of my closest friends are people that I've known for such a long time.
I lived in a household with these cats in college one year. We had a lot of fun.
One of my dearest friends, in a tree in Jeckyl Island, GA, one spring break.
Girlfriends at a cabin in Maine.
Two friends on one of my favorite beaches in the world, Point Reyes, an hour north of San Francisco.
My oldest friend, up in Castine, ME, my favorite place ever.