Showing posts with label sweaters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweaters. Show all posts

Saturday, April 18, 2026

spring break vacation, Day 5

After days of taking photos and photos on vacation, Day 5 was a bit of a comedown.  Not for bad reasons, mind you.  It was a day of packing up in Rhode Island and heading north, and that made for less time for at least some of the day to get photos in.

It was a brisk morning when we started but promised to get milder by the afternoon.  A thick sweater on,


and I was ready to head out.  Come lunchtime, we were at a fast food wraps place near Nashua, NH, and that made NH an official state visit in our books.

We continued on, stopping at one of the liquor outlet places that dot the state and that out-of-staters flock to to buy booze without tax. 


That yielded a bottle of wine to bring to Amy and a gin to bring home.  No chartreuse, alas.  Darn it.  Ah well.  North and across the state we rolled, making it to Lebanon mid-afternoon.

On one side of the town center square we parked.  A small New England Town.  I kind of expected it to be like Stars Hollow, super quaint, but it wasn't quite so cozy.  It was also not quite as into spring as Rhode Island to the south.  But Amy worked at a lovely little Carnegie library



(one of two library branches for the town), and she gave us a tour inside


before sending Conrad, Ed, and me on to our hotel

to unwind and get ready for dinner.

A nice choice for dinner, too.  Tuckerbox, a Turkish place, was her choice. 


It was good to have some food a little more vegetable focused

(my eggplant was stuffed with lamb but not overwhelmed by it),

and the cocktail (a Garden Gimlet)

and wine were also good.  Bonus points:  we were in Vermont.  Three states in one day, plus passing through a fourth (Massachusetts).  The nice thing about the smallness of it all!

So there, a transition day on the trip, but with a library and some tasty food thrown in. 

Friday, October 18, 2024

hooray for seeing Lessa!

It's not all Ireland, Ireland, Ireland around here.  No (and yes, despite the sweater I am wearing in the photo, a souvenir from Dublin). 


Conference season has brought friends to town.  Peter on Wednesday for dinner with the three of us, and yesterday, Lessa.  I met her at the Blind Donkey, and we enjoyed a couple of rounds and much much catching up.  No, I'm not going to the conference myself, I'm just happy for the opportunities it has brought up.

Friday, October 13, 2023

now you see it...

A funny thing happened on Thursday evening.  No, not dinner out - Kathy, Sara, and I


had a lovely and leisurely meal at Taxim,

a restaurant I had fond memories of.  No, it happened later, when I was at the bar of the Hyatt with other members of the board.  A man came up to the table, we have no idea who.  We were all trying to figure out if he was a librarian or not.  Anyway, he admired my sweater and asked how much it cost me.  I didn't remember, so I said $100.  He said he wanted to buy it.  I let him try it on, he got out his wallet, asked friends for more cash, and in short order, he had a leopard print and I had a $100 bill.

I will miss the sweater at least a little, but hey, $100!