Rocks in our Heads
When asked what crop the soil of New Hampshire is most suited for, the astute Yankee replies:“Rocks.” It’s rocks that rise in the garden each spring. You can hoe ’em out and toss ’em to the side, but next spring…
Humor
Yankee Optimism: Alive and Squirmin’
Granite Staters have a gritty brand of optimism—if that's what you want to call it.
Granite State Merit Badges
Yup. We got a badge for that.
The World According to Sticklers
Sticklers tend to say it how it is, for better — or oftentimes — for worse...
Of Mayflies and Muskrats: A Fisherman’s Tale
Growing up, the annual mayfly hatch meant a great day of fishing...
Three-Hundred-Some-Odd Years and Countin’
The art of the New Hampshire town meeting.
To Ski or Not to Ski
The beginnings of a family tradition.
Nawthin’ But Brush
Decorating is not my strength. In summer, I harvest catnip and spread it on the floor. It creates texture — and the cats love it.
Make Way for Gravy
Gravy was always the pièce de rèsistance of our Thanksgiving table
Color Me Gobsmacked
Tell us, please, where do we find the foliage?
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