Hanging out at Old Sturbridge Village

During the second leg of our vacation we were able to travel North and visit several spots in Massachusetts, the first of which was Old Sturbridge Village. Having just returned from Colonial Williamsburg, it was fascinating to jump not only the hundreds of miles North of that site, but also fifty years into Williamsburg’s future….

Geotagging DSLR photos

One of the only aspects of digital photography I missed after taking up a DSLR was automatic geotagging. Yes, there are modules which can be attached to a DSLR to add geotagging data, but they are expensive and clunky so I wasn’t interested. I had just about given up on tagging my photos, which was…

Finding bounds in a changing world

Contested Boundaries, a book I wrote about recently, is an engaging read on the nature of struggle between “old” and “new” lights in the era of itinerancy. For the old lights, morality and religious purity were outworking of a localized religious establishment. The presence of an established parish served as a guarantee of security for…

Mob-controlled liberty

Last week, on our final day in Williamsburg, we got to witness Benedict Arnold arrive in town to declare it “liberated.” Arnold is the most notorious traitor in US history, and truth be told his vanity was his own undoing, but many of the reasons he had for turning coat ring eerily true. Williamsburg, like…

Unpacking Dinner Conversation

This is a short section, meant to further establish Jeremy as he center of the story. Shelter is going to be a strong pull to him moving forward, as it was in this town the wonders of the Valley’s first found rich soil in his heart. We’ll move into some exposition with the next section….

Fiction Tuesday – Dinner Conversation

After the display brought on by the sunset, Jeremy would have happily gone to bed without a meal. Yet, as much as he felt the simple task of eating would be anti-climatic after such a fantastic show, a meal was served nevertheless. Jeremy was a novice to the cuisine of The Valleys, and the restaurants…