As we drove to Quebec City this summer, we took the long way up through Vermont. I think Tom was a bit freaked out (we nearly hit a moose at 75 mph), but I think of that drive often. How I miss New England. Some photos from a NYTimes article on Ashfield, MA in the Berkshires, that show our color scheme well. And while we have pretty scenery and foliage here, too, there's just nothing like New England.
I left the hospital today at 4 PM, kicking myself for having such an early day. And then I realized, I had just finished a 10 hour shift...
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