Sunday dawned a gorgeous day, sunny and mild. I drove to Peterborough to drive by some houses and check out the town.
Here is a little firehouse museum. As per usual when I am in a new place I felt disoriented and was only able to find 6 houses to drive by. I couldnt find the grocery store or the bookstore.
A view up Main Street. A hilly town.
Unitarian church.
Right downtown was a house for sale that looked big in the photos but turned out to be smallish with only a foot of land on three sides and about 5 feet of land between itself and the Contoocook River shown above. Another cute house was on the edge of a cliff. Otherwise most of the homes were over my price range. I drove by a condo too but I didn't care for it.Mostly I thought, yes a cute town but why would I want to be here? It is so cold in the winter. I do have a friend who lives in a village nearbyish but she is very very busy. The comfort of having her near would be just a small assuagement to being a stranger in a strange town. They do have a yoga teacher here, plus a lot of crafts persons and artists, a bookstore and also the famous Macdowell Colony for the arts. The town was named one of the best small towns in the country. What more could one ask for?
