It’s Wednesday, October 19, 2016, and it is 73-degrees in my yard. I’m sitting on my summer beach chair in my shorts and a t-shirt, surrounded by the sharp red, golden brown and pale green leaves of autumn. And I’m thankful.
Of course, I’ve been thankful about our weather for some time now. The summer was extremely summer-y, with sunny days and warm nights. There were visits to the beach and nights outdoors and sleeping with the windows wide open. Glorious, in that special New England way.
Today, on the radio there were reports that predictions are for a warmer-than-normal early winter. Praise God.
A few weeks back, Schoodacs Coffee & Tea celebrated its one-year anniversary, and we say, “Hooray!”
It may be the crowning jewel to the town’s current “commercial base.” You have Market Basket, Duncan Donuts, Subways, Pizza Chef and two convenience stores gathered together. In the village, there’s the café, the Local, a doctor’s office, a local pharmacist, a local barber, the Pillsbury Free Library, the Main Street Bookends, the Foot Hills of Warner (their famous humongous cinnamon buns were on TV’s New Hampshire Chronicle recently), Charlie Mac’s Pizza, the Velvet Moose Ice Cream Shoppe… and twice a week there’s a small Farmers Market on Main Street.
And, on the other side of town is the School House Café.
Back in the village there’s the NH Telephone Museum and, just up the road, the Mt. Kearsarge Native American Indian and the Little Nature museums. Behind that is Northeast Catholic College, with its traditional Friday night community fish fries… and, Mount Kearsarge.
There’s trails, covered bridges, Jim Mitchell Park, the Kearsarge and Davisville flea markets, the Tory Hill Authors Series, the Waterloo Historic District, the “Warner Mall,” (otherwise known as the town Transfer Station)…
I may never leave this town.