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Hardwick Postcard #4: Jumble of Stuff

December’s New England sings monochromatic variations of gray, white, and conifer dark green – except for us, who live here. Like a jigsaw puzzle, this Hardwick storefront window of used things perpetually enchants my girls. Years ago, I raided a … Continue reading

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