I find myself sitting once more in Sharon's kitchen this morning in her awesome little house hidden in the Intervale, NH woods.
Seriously. It's hidden. I get completely lost and turned around in literally one square mile trying to find the driveway every. Single. Year. All the neighbors know me now because of my annual pulling into their driveway with my brights on in the dead of night trying to determine if their's is the correct house. Miraculously, I haven't been shot at…
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