winter in NH...officially


The Isles of Shoals looked closer than usual, although I'm pretty sure they haven't actually moved.

Buoy beach produces a large and dependable crop of rose hips: rugosa (above) and noid (below).

Sarah helped gather

while Solon and Nathan climbed down to the beach below. We knew they were safe as long as we heard the plonks of rocks flung into the water.


Now what shall I make with them?
