Traveling Between Snow and Spring

The calendar may say it is spring…but it’s slow coming in Upstate New York. The robins are here, but snow flurries are still in the cold air and we are waiting for the sun to make a come back.

My husband had an early morning speaking engagement at a New Hampshire high school, so we left the day before and drove northeast through Vermont to the border of New Hampshire at Claremont.

We found the welcome center in the town of Bennington, Vermont. Friendly women directed us to a few places we could visit during this off-season. It was disappointing to find out that a local college recently purchased the Robert Frost museum, and was not open at present.

A close up of the red/white/blue, pledge of allegiance.
You can see the spiked monument in the background.

We drove to the top of Monument Circle. The Bennington Battle Monument stands more than 306 feet above the town. It was built to commemorate the battle fought on August 16, 1777, which marked the turning point of the Revolutionary War. There are 471 steps and is open Mid-April to Oct. 31. There is a small fee.

Through our sunroof, you can see the cloudy day.

From the monument we drove down to the Old First Church, which was built in 1763. In the cemetery are approximately 75 Revolutionary War patriots buried, as well as British and Hessian soldiers killed in the battle of Bennington.

Here lies Robert Frost the American poet.

Then we drove to Green Mountain National Forest, and just before the sign was a section of the Appalachian Trail. It seems that when I find myself at the A.T. it is either too hot, (NC), or this slushy snow breaking down to the muddy days. We walked on it long enough to realize that going uphill was too slippery at this point.

We headed to Manchester and Hildene, home of Robert Todd Lincoln. The son of President Abraham Lincoln, also a lawyer, had a much different home than his fathers’ early cabin. By this time we were late in the day and it was suggested to take a walk first to the Pullman car Sunbeam of the early 1900’s. It is a fine luxury car that would carry 18 people, beds for all. The wood inside the car is Cuban mahogany, which is now extinct. The porters who took care of the people in the car worked for long hours, some 22 per day and were paid quite poorly.

Cuban Mahogany wood inside.
The beds.

The gloom of the day did not discourage us from the Lincoln house. The entrance with its large pillared posts, led us to the door, and this lovely house.

The drive to Hildene, home of Robert Todd Lincoln.

Pipes for organ were in the walls at the top of the stairs.
Unique player pipe organ.
Steinway Grand
Steinway upright.

Some things of interest:

Family photos including President Lincoln and wife Mary.

Stovepipe hat worn by President Lincoln, his Bible and several historical facts.

The family stayed here 6-9 months of the year and as you can see it was a family home.

There are exhibits on the farm and grounds, Nubian goats, gardens, a youth educational building and walking trails. Bees are also kept on the property, and also pollinator pathways are by the pasture.

The gardens and view in the back of the house must be spectacular in the summer with flowers blooming in every color, and leafed out trees.

The Common Man Inn and Restaurant

We traveled the sometimes-curvy mountain roads from there to Claremont, New Hampshire. Here we found the Common Man Inn and Restaurant where we stayed the night. Since we came in mid-week there was a special on the hotel price and our evening meal was free.

The food was fantastic: a New England Chicken Pot Pie and a seafood mix of scallops, crab, lobster and shrimp for me.

The building is the old Monadnock Mills built on the Sugar River. The Inn was built in the 1870s as a cotton/linen factory. The large old beams are exposed, new 10 foot windows give you great views of the Sugar River or the street on the other side. The rooms themselves have exposed brick and 12-foot ceilings. Even though it is large, the atmosphere is cozy.

In their day, the mills were famous for screen-printing, and clothing labels, such as Levi Strauss. They are also credited for making the sheets for the ocean liner Titanic.

The kissing bridge at the Vermont Store.

Heading home we spied a covered bridge at the Vermont Store. After checking out the bridge and (of course) kissing in the bridge, we saw your typical Vermont-y things in the store such as maple syrup, wintery sweaters, and even Bag Balm for those chapped hands. We came away with some chocolate fudge and enjoyed the sunshine all the way home.



If we did not question all of life, we would not learn or grow. If we accepted everything that came along as truth, we would be a fool.

We must search, we must ask.

But asking mankind would make us a fool. Man has set himself up as god, thinking God old-fashioned, ancient, not with the times.

I watch spring opening before me. The grip of cold has really gone. Today I felt it as I walked.  The geese feed on the field in pairs. The starlings dot the field a few moments, then fly off as one. The robin song is louder, happier. This happens every year…seasons change all by themselves.

Christians celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ every year at this time. We contemplate his life, his sorrows, and being left alone on the cross. Even the Father turned away.

Though the whole world does not accept Jesus Christ as Lord, the world revolves around everything he did. We are in the year 2018 AD…imagine this.

I do not pretend to know all about this. I was not there at the beginning of time, only God was there. Living in a broken world, I can barely imagine the beauty of Garden of Eden. Were there proper gardens with rows and rows of vegetables? Or were things grown helter-skelter in a display of wonder? Did intricate flowers grow that have now become extinct?

Did the animals talk?

I only know that Jesus came to earth to live and teach but a few short years. Not to become King of Israel, or the whole world…not yet.  He came when he did to give it all up to save the souls of mankind.

Look at our broken world and tell me we can have hope all on our own. We are floundering. Until we humble ourselves and stop playing god, we will never get it…this life we were given.


“No one’s ever seen or heard anything like this, 

never so much as imagined

anything quite like it–

what God has arranged for those who love him.” 

1 Corinthians 2:9 Msg


Celebrate the life and death of our Lord Jesus Christ. Search for him. May you invite him into your life for the fullness of his love. He will never turn you away.


“Give me your lantern and compass, give me a map, so I can find my way to the

sacred mountain, to the place of your presence, to enter the place of worship, meet

my exuberant God, sing my thanks with a harp, magnificent God, my God.”

Ps. 43 Msg