A house with no fireplace is a house without a heart.
Happiness is a thing of now.
History records the large events or the general condition of society, but only an individual can put down the way of life in a small town.
Long cold nights mark November's return, grey rains fall, wind walks in the bronze oak leaves.
Life is a process of discovery, of new perceptions.
June in New England is like a lover's dream made tangible.