Home is perfect, part II.

fuckyeahnewhampshire:

Old Ferry Landing (by Philip Case Cohen)

ecophotography:

Today’s 0630: Tulips and the North Church in Market Square, Portsmouth, New Hampshire.

iPhone 4s, Pro HDR, Snapseed

Hello home, I love you and cannot wait to see you so soon.

WHAT THE HELL? 

THIS IS MY LITTLE SISTER’S FRIEND’S SISTER.

(via nedhepburn)

brandonallan:

the middle of the Memorial Bridge on its way out forever.

 Oh my goddddddddd, I love you bridge. This looks so sad and yet so peaceful and serene.

Lemme ride it.

(via illaview-klu)

I’m talking to Kina right now about how we are soul sisters (example: she is telling me about how she bought this new face wash today that is made out of avocados and oatmeal and how she knows I would want to eat it and it just so turns out I WAS EATING AVOCADOS WHEN SHE TOLD ME ANDDD I HAD OATMEAL FOR BREAKFAST TODAY) and I was saying how I can’t believe it’s been 4 months since I’ve been home. But in reality, it feels like it’s been at least a year since I’ve been in Portsmouth. 4 months is really all it’s been?!

87 days.

brittanycarr27:

I was just informed the other day that the Rosa Restaurant has closed! Hearing this news made me, as well as my dad, incredibly sad. For as long as my dad has lived in Portsmouth, he remembers going there with his father and the little Italian woman bringing him his food. He never did get the recipe for their sauce that he loved so much. I remember the bowls used for the salad were the exact same bowls we had at one point. I remember celebrating an art contest that I won there when I was younger. I remember walking across the street after a middle school dance at the Connie Bean with Sam Stellmach and her father, the manager, giving us some food to snack on. My dad and I were just talking about going back there, but now we’ll never get another chance. I’m so sad :(

Oh my goodness, I cannot believe Rosa’s is closed. I went here with my family ALL the time when I was little, the most memorable time being this one time when I was about 4 years old. After eating my spaghetti and meatballs (same thing I ordered every time), I was eating one of the standard round red & white peppermints that they give you with your check, and mine was just chilling in my mouth and I went to take a sip of my shirley temple, at the same time my mom gave me a horrified look because she knew exactly what was about to happen…as I swallowed my drink, I also swallowed my mint and it got lodged in my throat. I barely had time to grab my throat and before I knew it, my dad had stood up, grabbed me, and flipped me upside down, and whacked me on the back until that mint flew outta my throat…and I caught it in my hand. I literally remember this scenario like it was yesterday.

I did not eat those mints for a verrrry long time after that. But we continued going to Rosa’s and ordering their awesome pizzas to eat at my dad’s since they’re right across the street up until I moved! Gonna miss this place.

COMIN’ HOME IN MAY.

Just bought our tickets.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!