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Hello, Vermont: A Story In Photos
We are happily settling into our new home in White River Junction, Vermont, despite the fact that we have six pieces of IKEA furniture to put together and are surrounded by about 70 boxes (not an exaggeration) that need to be unpacked.
Here are some photos from our adventures as we said adios to Austin, Texas, and hello to Vermont.
Once upon a time…
This enormous truck from Gentle Giant arrived at our house.
Inside, were Azuolas and Rik, two ridiculously strong, organized, and charming gentlemen who helped us pack then moved everything we own — 6000 lbs. worth of stuff! — into the truck. All of it was safely delivered to White River Junction and not one thing was broken!
The last thing they loaded was my piano.
Then we were left in our empty house, with our bags packed.
Smudge had never traveled on a plane before, so we had to put her in a harness, just in case she decided to make a break for it when we went through airport security. She looked quite fetching in pink.
I packed carefully, so I had enough room to take a big tub of frozen duck fat with me in my suitcase.
Then we were off to the airport in a cab…
Smudge was less accepting of the situation. Poor kitty!
There’s not much to say about the flight. Smudge napped. Dave and I read. We watched our progress on the digital map in the seat back, and when we cleared the Texas border, we both relaxed. We were finally, truly on our way.
Fast forward through collecting our luggage, spending the night in a hotel in Boston, renting a car the next morning, and re-traumatizing Smudge by putting her back in the cat carrier… then we were on the road to White River Junction. When we hit New Hampshire, the weather looked like this:
But by the time we got to White River Junction, things had taken a turn.
The next few days are a blur of staying at a hotel, running errands, losing things, exploring our new house, and trying to convince Smudge she could trust us again. One evening, we met up with another student from the Center for Cartoon Studies at CJ’s Tavern. To my delight, this is on the wall. (And as you can tell from the quality of the photo, it’s appropriately dim in CJ’s. My kinda bar!)
After our visit, we strolled down main street and this was the temperature… heavenly.
The next day, we walked to the Four Aces Diner, which is just across the river in Lebanon, New Hampshire. It was a gorgeous morning.
And we were very happy.
In no small part because there was coffee…
… and omelets (garlic confit, spinach, mushrooms, pancetta… recipe coming soon).
After breakfast, we ran into this little guy:
And on the way home, I realized there are wild grape vines growing all over our neighborhood. I have a limitless supply of leaves to make Stuffed Grape Leaves. (And here are tips for picking and freezing or brining wild grape leaves so I can stock up for the long, cold winter… which everyone seems gleeful to warn me about.)
We’re in the throes of really making this home: I’ve been cooking most of today. Smudge is sniffing every nook and window sill. Dave’s wiring things for maximum entertainment and internet speed. And slowly, we’re unpacking boxes and finding a place for everything.
Now I’m going to take a glass of iced tea and enjoy our new backyard for a bit.