Whizzing down the back roads

To continue my Saturday adventure. After talking to so many Realtors and attending the Pickle Festival I was flying high on adrenaline. So I drove further south to Northfield, Mass where I had looked at houses previously. Only about ten miles.

I drove past the ranch I had looked at there and the owner and his girlfriend were outside raking the lawn. He has moved back to NH to be with his new beau, but was tidying up. I paused and said I had looked at his house. He said they were going to rent it out. I said oh I wish I'd known that. I could have rented it and eased into a purchase. He said call the Realtor. He expressed how much he loved the house and the town of Northfield. A wonderful place to live. And the house is filled with so much light. I loved the light too, I said.

He smiled and placed his hand on his heart as if to say "be still my heart."

I then drove up the road and past another house for sale. As I drove these back roads, past the newly sold brick buildings of the former Northfield Mount Hermon Academy (which will soon be a Christian C.S. Lewis/Narnia Academy), I fell in love with the place. I had not been particularly impressed when I was there before. Was it just the beauty of the day? Was it the man who placed his hand on his heart and affirmed this was a wonderful town to live in? Was it the contrast of Northfield's beauty with the shabbiness of the previous town (the one where the 4 open houses took place)? I dont know.

I couldnt find the other two homes for sale, so I drove home on Route 63, a back road. Gosh it was gorgeous. Fields, woods, trees turning, farmhouses, stone walls. I admit I do love it up here. Although not in the winter. The whole day left me feeling exhilarated and enthusiastic and part of the world. Is it just that I am desperate for human contact????

To answer a few ? on y'days post: the open house town was in New Hampshire south east of where I live. However not south enough to make an iota of difference weather-wise. The prices were probably low because this town is a poor town. Two of the sellers had fixed up their homes beyond the prices they really should obtain but can't due to both the economy and the fact that the average or median, not sure which, income of this town is $17,000 or so.

Photo: the field outside my current residence.