I’m Joyce Anne and I write about New England and capture it in photos.
Join me and my extended family in our travels and musings about this little corner of America that’s big on beauty, traditions and history.
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Exploring New England
New England. Land of the Pilgrims, the spark of the American Revolution, rocky soil and Yankee ingenuity. New Englanders are tough in many ways, intellectual and liberal, private and frugal, suspicious of newcomers. Many who visit find its inhabitants cold. And it’s true that we are slow to warm to new people and tend toward stubbornness. But there is great generosity in our hearts, as well. We value family and friends (who tend to stick close by), hard work, and have a ‘live and let live’ philosophy. And we’re nothing if not adaptable. That what comes of living in an unforgiving land where half the year is spent in winter.
The beauty of the place is incomparable – sandy beaches and rocky shores, lakes and mountains, colonial era towns that are so quaint they hurt, fall colors that will make you weep, and winter wonderlands that call you out from your cozy home. There is history everywhere you turn, legends and ghost stories, born from the pens of some of literature’s greatest writers. And you can hardly throw a rock without hitting a college.
New England is my birth place, my home, and my muse. Discover (or re-discover) it with me.
We have a complicated relationship with Connecticut. With its proximity to New York and its abundance of Yankees fans, well, enough said. At the very least, it provides a physical buffer between New England and that, um, city that doesn’t sleep. So we’ll honor its importance to the region. But come on, it’s really much more than that, and once you get away from the southwest corner, it’s quintessential New England, and nobody can take that away. From the Litchfield hills that easily rival the Berkshires, to the long southern coastline that boasts venerable old towns like Essex and Mystic, interspersed with bustling coastal cities, and the Connecticut River Valley, with Hartford so much pretty countryside, Connecticut really holds its own