visit magical Meredith!
My parents have lived in New Hampshire for a while now, and I have only now finally achieved the perfection of the union between being in a particular place and having my camera at the same time. (And by "having my camera" I mean "having the camera and all requisite parts, including batteries and memory stick.")
The fact that my parents live near a town called Meredith fills me with untold, unreasonable glee and satisfaction. Likewise, there is a small seaplane-friendly airstrip (and Laconia Airport) nearby, which gives wagoneer!John the opportunity to make stupid remarks about flying into Meredith and send pictures of various Meredith-related signs to Rodney by his cell phone.
Meredith sits on the southwesterly shore of Lake Winnepesaukee, which is a gigantic lake that, as I discovered, takes forever to drive around. It, along with Laconia and some other regional details, have been transported west a bit, to the White Mountains, for hockey boys, should it ever be finished.
I just... Meredith!
The fact that my parents live near a town called Meredith fills me with untold, unreasonable glee and satisfaction. Likewise, there is a small seaplane-friendly airstrip (and Laconia Airport) nearby, which gives wagoneer!John the opportunity to make stupid remarks about flying into Meredith and send pictures of various Meredith-related signs to Rodney by his cell phone.
Meredith sits on the southwesterly shore of Lake Winnepesaukee, which is a gigantic lake that, as I discovered, takes forever to drive around. It, along with Laconia and some other regional details, have been transported west a bit, to the White Mountains, for hockey boys, should it ever be finished.
I just... Meredith!