My favorite spot.
During the New England winters, the days get much shorter and the sun rarer. For introverts, the dark and cold provide only more justification for snuggling up with a blanket and a mug of tea by the fire. My childhood home had woodstoves and fireplaces, part of what architects would call 19th Century vernacular or a “New Englander.”
Hillcrest Farm, on the other hand, is a colonial with later additions that contain elements from the late 19th Century. The original façade now faces the back and fields, instead of towards the main road. The building was spun 180 degrees on its foundation, so the whole place has some characteristic wonkiness and charm, as a result, a distinct personality with hand-hewn beams and pumpkin pine hardwood floors.
My favorite feature of the farmhouse is the hearth, made of granite rocks recovered from the surrounding grounds. By the kitchen within a little den, the room it occupies feels like it should be in Bag End. Exposed beams, old wood planking, and floor to ceiling windows invite light into this cozy inglenook, and I feel a kind of magic here. Everyone loves this spot.
So, I’m about to start a fire, brew my tea, and cozy in to catch up on “Young Victoria” and other British fare like “Luther.” Strings of Edison bulbs and scented candles will add to the glow, providing me with that delight of hygge, keeping the dark and cold at bay. A restful Saturday morning awaits, and I’m all too glad to greet it.