I’m a city boy but recently moved to the North East. Don’t ask me why! After last winter, perpetual freezing marked by relentless snow, I’ve gone on the five year plan, which means 5 years to find a warm-all-the-time climate.
That beautiful dog is a lucky girl. She gets walked off-lead in places like this, which is now a part of home, and if there is anything I would like to remember about my northeast experience it is how beautiful the trails are around here. The town owns them and the Army engineers maintain them, but don’t hold me to that as being wholly exact.
My home is a countrified home in a small town near all the amenities. Except for the hilly driveway that my front-wheel drive car won’t always get up in the frozen wasteland winters, it is idyllic.
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