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Nestled at the southwest corner of Vermont, neighboring Massachusetts and New York, Bennington has nicely settled itself into the craggy hills of the state. Traveling across route 2, then going north on route 7, the scenery is an absolute treat for the eyes. Farmland and forests, quaint homes and shops, are all there to greet the visitor.
Speckled with historic buildings and grand architecture, Bennington offers the Bennington Battle Monument, the fascinating Bennington Museum, and the prestigious Bennington College. There are also three covered bridges to take you over and around bubbling streams and rivers which have been used to power an assortment of mills.
The area is near to where the American painter, Grandma Moses, lived and loved painting her renditions of the simple life she had known in that beautiful part of this country. For several years, I sold my paintings, which were similiar to those of Grandma Moses, at a huge craft and antique center in the area. Now that I’m writing novels, I have every intention of setting one in this remarkable spot.
Every time I visit Bennington, which is usually once each year, I find myself mesmerized by the town center’s clock. It is a standing piece about ten or twelve feet high. It is old and accurate. It is also charming. The entire town is charming, and the scenery as you enter and leave, is simply magical.
While mentioning “magical”, I am elated to report that a Canadian publisher has offered me a contract for my young adult novel, Nocturnal. Another suspense novel is being released by Mainly Murder Press in August of 2013. This has been a great writing year for me – I’m very grateful for the faith these companies have in my style.
Thanks for stopping by my blog :>)

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If you’ve ever driven on 95 south toward New York City, which we’ve done a few times after Thanksgiving dinner and a little rest, then you know that 95 is a clear route and in the light, picturesque. One of our stops on the way, is Foxwoods. It’s open when we arrive there at two in the morning – we toss a few coins in the slots and have coffee and whatever. The place is always alive and inviting.
As a destination, we enjoy Foxwoods. It’s about a two hour ride for us from Massachusetts’ south shore, and the Connecticut hills are very pretty.
Foxwoods, if you are not familiar with it, is considered a gambling resort. From a half mile away, it rises out of the wooded hills and looks like a fairy-tale castle. Inside, it’s just as attractive. There are several restaurants and casinos, and although the shops tend to be pricey, they’re interesting and not entirely forbidden. The Festival Buffet there is about eighteen dollars and amazing. If you’re dieting, skip it. If you aren’t, go – there is evrything imaginable to eat.
Walking around in the facility is a treat. It’s immaculate everywhere and the massive windows give visitors a panoramic view of the pristine woods below. I’ve observed a fox, coyote and something small, perhaps a bunny, who I hope is fast.
Located in Ledyard, Connecticut, a neighbor town is North Stonington, which is gorgeous. Tons of stone walls everywhere and lovely homes of all sizes and costs.
Also near Foxwoods is the sea town of Mystic. A day in this location is probably not enough. There’s so much to see and do – it’s a great weekend away.

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I had a few places in mind to write about, but storms have grounded me in my own town, so I thought I’d write a brief piece on Hanson.
Aside from being a non-descript little town, Hanson is located about halfway between Boston and the Cape Cod Canal, just north of historic Plymouth. The location is great for necessary conveniences such as hospitals in Boston and the area, and there are places to see and shop for anyone’s tastes.
The reason I’m grounded is because for the past couple of weeks we’ve had a hurricane, and last night, a wind storm with sixty-mile per hour winds. Both of the storms have taken down trees in our yard. One on my husband’s car, the other on the eight-foot high fence we have for our three pet geese. Every time we think of taking a day trip, instead, we are chain-sawing trees and repairing whatever was damaged.
I live surrounded with huge pines and oaks, which I love, and a river about three-hundred yards from my back door. I see all sorts of creatures, again which I love, even the coyotes, and I enjoy tending to the ducks and Canada Geese on the river. I am a self-proclaimed Mother Nature and I get teased about it frequently. I also have a cat collection and an occasional wounded bird or other small creature. Between writing, painting and caring for the needy whatevers who show up, I keep busy.
So, although I took you to my backyard for a journey this time, it is appropriately representative of New England, which I absolutely love.
Next time, we’ll go a bit further, providing there are no immediate storms :>)

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