A Place Like This

Category: Travel

  • An Island Exploration

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    Valarie Budayr
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    Since seeing Mackworth Island last year, all the boy could talk about was bringing his sister Mimi back so they could go exploring together. Recently that dream came true. As they walked towards the water, little brother recounted to big sister everything that had happened the year before. Patiently she listened, enjoying the world through…

  • Mrs. Fox Goes Apple Picking

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    Valarie Budayr
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    Our last day in New England felt more like summer at 84 degrees than fall ,but we took full advantage  of the sunshine to make a stop at Berlin Orchards on our way to the airport.  There, we were meeting two of our number one fans, Lu and Ru, along with their parents Amy &…

  • At Full Sail on Casco Bay

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    Valarie Budayr
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    Ah we are finally home after two weeks for touring around New England. We had such a variety of activites and wonderful meetings with friends, which I promise will be shared right here.  Our last weekend in the North proved to be so sunny and warm, 82 degrees warm. There was really only one thing…

  • The French

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    Valarie Budayr
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    Maybe I've mentioned it before but I come from a large family and I married into a large family. Summer has always been a time for gathering and this year is no exception. My sweet Zuzu is on a world wide tour just visiting family. Starting in Montreal to pick up "the cousins" she headed…

  • Cornwallis

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    Valarie Budayr
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    June 1776 ~As I was walking to the weavers this morning I couldn't believe my eyes. As I was standing there, riding right toward me and then in front of me was General Cornwallis, servant of King George the III, himself. Earlier this morning the red coats came and captured the Capitol building and are…

  • Our Daily Bread

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    Valarie Budayr
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    ~June 1776 Powell House~ The day is warm. The morning holds a heaviness in the air. Nonetheless we head out to the gardens to see what will be for eating this day. While the oxen start their plowing, The rest of us head to the kitchen to prepare our meal.  We place a chicken to…

  • Conscription

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    Valarie Budayr
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    Williamsburg June 24th 1776 Dear Diary, As we were walking through town towards the market today, the air was filled with the rumors that the British are marching toward Williamsburg from the coast of North Carolina. As we approached the court house, a drill sargent of the Virginia Militia approached us asking if we could…

  • 1776

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    Valarie Budayr
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    In the year 1776: America was a British Colony. Nothing moved faster than a horse, barge on a river, or ox in a field. Nothing could shine brighter than a lit candle. One cobbler could make 1 and half pairs of shoes each day. Mr Greenhow would have the most recent finery from England. Quiet…

  • Summering

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    Valarie Budayr
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    Happy first day of Summer. Summer is: My mother would have been 85 years old today. Though she is no longer with us, we celebrate anyway. She loved summer and lived it fully. We are on the road this week taking in the summer sights, sounds, and tastes. If we don't find our way back…

  • Carpe Diem or Seize the Day

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    Valarie Budayr
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    After a very long night of sitting three hours on a tarmac at Laguardia airport in NYC and then the flight finally being cancelled.  After the desk agent at Delta refused to help anyone because all flights were booked for the following day and he didn't want to deal with it. After returning to my…