Poetry: The Daffodil

Poetry: The Daffodil

I wish I could be as strong as the daffodil.   This herald of spring never permits winter’s   dangerous plan to scar her heart,   nor does she hold winter against itself.   She accepts its nature, while I sulk like   Schopenhauer when a friend...
Off the shelf

Off the shelf

Whether your goal while reading is to be educated and explore or to be relaxed and entertained, there are new releases from New Hampshire authors sure to fit the bill. So find yourself a comfy chair and settle into a warm spot in the sun, or a quiet patch of shade,...
A tribute to Katie

A tribute to Katie

For this dad, only lilacs can capture his daughter’s beauty The idea hit John Bentley at the West Salisbury Cemetery. A horticultural geek since childhood, Bentley always loved lilacs best. His daughter, Katie, buried in the cemetery, always loved purple best. And the...