I wrote a short story once with that title. Yesterday was so beautiful, I packed a lunch (chicken salad sandwich and a few chips) and drove the back roads. I stopped for lunch beside this stream.
Zoom of water, LOL.
Across the street was this falling down log cabin. I never would have seen it if I hadn't stopped by the stream for lunch. I couldnt even find a car access to the place.
I drove on up the hill to Acworth. I hadn't been there for 30 years. The library is adorable. The librarian explained the name Silsby which is the same name as the Charlestown library and, I now know, the Washington, NH library. Funds donated by the Silsbys for all three back in the twenties I think.
The dragon is in the playground next to the one room schoolhouse which is still in use. When I lived in NH in the mid-70's I knew two people who taught in the school. The dragon's scales are broken CD's.
The school. But it looks bigger than one room. There is a large addition not shown. Not sure when that was made.
Of course all the buildings except the library are New England white. I wonder if that is an actual paint color?
There are no stores or gas stations or anything commercial in this town. Nor for miles. Being there was like being thrust back in time to horse and carriage days.
I do drive with a cell phone but really.....they rarely work up in these hill towns. I drove in a big circle that took me 3 hours. Eventually I passed two country stores. These towns and roads are delightful in the summer but you have to really have your supplies in in the winter.
By the way on the entire trip I saw only about ten other cars!