Squam

Sorry I've been a away for a while, more to come on that...

So when we were staying in New Hampshire, we met a lovely woman called Lorrie who ended up driving us to trail heads and giving us a tour of some of Plymouth and Rumney, she made us food, invited us into her house and took us to buy groceries. She was a real dear.
We mentioned to her that we were going to try to get to Squam Lake for the art fair one saturday night, she was delighted at the idea and said she'd love to come too.

We got there and of course, after the first photo my camera ran out of battery.

The gate was subtly signposted, but when we drove down the driveway, it was paved with ice-sculpture candleholders and fairy lights. There was a warm, friendly glow leaking from the doorway and excitement humming in the air. Inside the walls were lined with stalls full of handmades, yarn, fabric and books. It was lovely to be whisked up in a crowd of chattering crafty people, rosy from the cold outside air and meeting new and lovely people.
I had a lovely chat to Jason from Taproot magazine and then patted an amazing angora bunny. We went back outside and lay on the pier, staring at the American view of the milky way, hunting for the big dipper and watching shooting stars over the lake.
mmmmm

back soon