Easter Weekend. We leave at dawn to spend a few days in Connecticut with friends always. We are 7 in the car, plus luggage, chocolate eggs, picnic, entertainment for different age groups, music, pillows and blankets.
We cross the border without hassle and come to the first leg of our journey: Randolph.
This old train station converted into a restaurant offers breakfast cooked to order. We enjoy pancakes before continuing our journey. few hours later we arrive at the heart of spring. The grass is green, the daffodils are grown, insolent in the sun, the trees are in leaf.
Durham is a small village about 35 minutes from Hartford, the big city in the state.
Our friends live in one of the oldest houses in the street, built in 1763. A big house
filled with history books, old toys, furniture family.
In front of the house, a flag at half mast remember that a child is one death in Afghanistan.
Down the street, grocery, grain merchants, school and park where American children play with their idols: LeBron James, Derek Jeter, Ronaldo ...
The children rushed into the garden and start their triathlon: croquet, Frisbee, baseball.
Saturday is day of walking, apple pie and the preparation of Easter eggs: hard-boiled eggs are dipped into glasses filled with colored water, we wait a bit and the egg appears red, pink, purple, blue.
Directorate, which houses the river, it seems, treasures from another time: arrowheads, polished by spending a few centuries in freshwater. Barefoot, we go out on the river down, pay attention to the smallest stones and strange aliens. We returned empty-handed, feet frozen, wet clothes, pockets full of rocks. Already
Sunday. The Easter Bunny did not forget to go through Durham. The hunt begins at dawn! 4 small boys rushed into the garden, digging the bushes, moving earthen pots, climb trees, combing every corner of the huge garden. Fifteen minutes later they returned, happy with their loot.
It was so beautiful that we go picnicking at the nearby beach. We are not alone in having this idea and share the beach with families who seem to install the corner there until the end of summer. Kites invade the sky, soccer games are linked, dogs snort in ice water.
fill of sun, we return home and prepare already returned.
In Durham, frozen in that house full of memories, with our old friends, time stopped. There are more than before. There is no after. Just the moment that makes us feel so alive.
To plan your next visit, here are some interesting links:
www.durhamfair.com
en.wikipedia.org / wiki / Durham _Connecticut www.americantowns.com / ct / durham -
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