Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

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June 23, 2013

ZOMBIE WEEKEND

... this weekend liz and i drove over to ossippee to visit with adrien, in addition to time together our goal being to see the zombie apocalypse movie, "world war z" ...

... after a wonderful breakfast at krista's in cornish—a place to which i most highly recommend a visit—we decided to take a little drive, during which we chanced upon a studio of sorts displaying these metal statues ... they're constructed of all sorts of automobile parts welded together ... another tourist told us they are imported in pieces from some third-world country, then assembled in the united states ... (sort of like apple computer wants us to believe they are doing something especially patriotic with the new "assembled in america" desktop macintosh) ...

... i think he might be a canadian ... of course, i'd never even consider offering this as an explanation, especially since sometime adrien and i might take another trip up to sherbrooke to eat some really yummy quebec style "poulet" ...

... my sweet liz, of course, when confronted with a predator isn't about to do anything but giggle a bit and say, "gimme a break, lizard, i teach roomfuls of kindergarteners" ...

... after a scenic drive through crawford notch, we made our way to the most sacred of new hampshire's cultural attractions ...

... according to the framed certificate, guiness book of records has acknowledged chutter's as having "the longest candy counter in the world" ... 112 feet of jars, i figure about 500 of them containing pretty much every form of penny candy known ... to further enhance the experience, the remainder of the store offers a huge variety of fudge, trinkets, and, hard to believe, even fresh packs of beaman's gum ... adding in the gas and mileage on the car, i'm thinking the candy costs about $25/lb., but i could care less since as always any time i get to spend with my daughters is priceless ...

... after the zombies i stopped in front of the grocery store for a quick pit stop ... before liz came out i wandered over to the center of the parking lot to snap a few pictures of what some would term "a threatening sky" ... a man came up to me and quite seriously warned, "watch out, each one of those little bits of hanging down cloud is a funnel getting ready to form" ... (i think some people spend way too much time watching the weather channel) ... when i got back to the car liz was waiting, "dad, after a zombie movie is not a good time for your daughter to come out of the store to find the motor running, the driver's side door open, and her dad missing" ... i'll take that as evidence she cares about me, although it's probably closer to the truth of the moment that she knows in a high-speed escape i'd be much better at running down the living dead" ...