Michael,

Patrick told us that he and Georgia drove down through NH on their way back from Canada, and stopped in at Grok Hill. They drove up past the Littells,who didn’t appear to be home, and parked at the bottom of Beech Lane. The pictures show the rifugio and the campfire spot that generations of Millers et al have used for boiling/burning/smoking dinners, breakfasts and midnight snacks. They also show the sturdy atrium constructed by el Kib & the blogmeister. The inside shots show no mice, but I didn’t tell Patrick to get a shot of the inside of the stove, where they’ll lurk until some gutsy person throws them out (hopefully in the spring, when the rigors of winter have passed, and they can go find another home).

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–rakkity