best when viewed in low light


Shared house

I was lucky enough to grow up in the shadow of an amazing house. It's been my family's summer home since my mom was a little girl, and many seasons it has housed as many of our extended family as we could fit. It's a place of shared memories, and it is magical.

And the house--a former hotel, built in the 1890s--really has a life of its own, so though it is my soul's home, I know I am only it's caretaker.

It has a name: Howland House

It has other families

It has a local history, and a cultural tradition

It's pretty cool

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