Summer seemed to permeate every inch of everything in those 24 hours; fireflies danced and hummed, the humidity kissed our skin and the wonderful feeling of magic hung in the air. It didn’t matter in my youth that we didn’t know each other well, in fact it was the first time of prolonged conversation. The three amigos were hanging out in the camper because sleepovers were always more fun there even when it was parked on the lawn. Continue reading My Best Friend – Lydia Cooper
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Ice Cream, You Scream!
Spongebob on a stick, patriotic colored popsicles, hood cups, creamsicles, peanut butter swirl and pistachio. Flavors of my life. My childhood experience was immersed in food and ice cream was no exception! Around here there are so many places to get ice cream and people judge your character based on your favorite place to get ice cream. Needless to say New Hampshire natives take ice cream seriously and are certainly passionate about every aspect of the delicious stuff. Continue reading Ice Cream, You Scream!
Lydia Cooper – My First House
It’s still mine. Even if it should be torn completely apart it will forever be mine. Every room filled with memories, every board filled with pieces of my heart. A house is only a building until you make a memory in it, until laughter fills the hallways, until decorations line the mantle above the fireplace. Until a little piece of you is given it would seem to just be walls, ceiling and doors. This place has all of the hurts with tears, the trust and confidence and the love of my family etched within the walls and doors. My first and only home located in a small town of New Hampshire. Continue reading Lydia Cooper – My First House