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Musing on Books as Markers of Travel and Time
Alas, for me? I don’t mark the passage of time by lovers or clothing styles, rather, by what I was reading.
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Susan Dromey Heeter is a writer from Dover who recently let her hair go au natural white. Writing has been her passion since her English majoring days at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst. Dromey Heeter has lived in The Netherlands, Alaska and currently basks in all things New England, including the frigid winters. An avid swimmer, Dromey Heeter’s great passion is to bring back body surfing as most children have no idea how to ride waves without ridiculous boogie boards.
Alas, for me? I don’t mark the passage of time by lovers or clothing styles, rather, by what I was reading.
While it would be in poor taste to muse joyfully on the passing of Queen Elizabeth, I do muse joyfully on the possibility that I am in her will.
There are words that align so beautifully with summer they ought to be tattooed upon bronzed backs: hammock, breeze, sunbathing, blueberries, swimming and picnic. While today I muse joyfully on all of those words, muse joyfully upon a pristine summer of 2022, I especially get the ink ready for my most favorite: picnic.
According to our sources, you took these sandals, hid them under the couch and denied having them: hence, the search warrant.
Bennie took some time out of his schedule to sit down and talk with us here at InDepthNH. This is Part 1 of a two-part series.
July is the Mario Andretti of months, the Usain Bolt, the Flo-Jo of time. July is Josh Hawley on January 6th.
One of my favorite means of movement is swimming, I muse joyfully on the simplicity of a bathing suit, goggles and, my favorite part: no mirrors.
Every once in a while there is a summer so lovely it should be framed, bronzed, paused for eternity. And, dear Joyful Musers, my summer of 2022, so far, is just that.
Today’s Naturalization Ceremony in Portsmouth’s historic Strawbery Banke was the place to be – where pomp wore red, white and blue, where circumstance carried American flags, where 72 citizens from 32 countries became America’s newest citizens.
Need a pick me up? A reminder that in spite of all that has transpired, is transpiring, will transpire in this land of the free – for most, home of the brave – for all, the United States is still a country where people believe in the possible, the impossible, the American dream.