A friend at The Wilds of New England had told us about this inn. He suggested we might want to check out The Inn at Crotched Mountain as a possible place to stay for the couples' retreat at TWNE. On looking it over online, we decided that we would like to try this inn, but not for the couples' retreat, as we would prefer to spend more time at the inn than the retreat schedule would allow for.
Mid-August found us in need of a break, so we called the inn and found they had a room available that would meet our needs. We are so busy at church right now that it's tough to be gone on a Sunday, so we were able to go for Friday night only. Even though it wasn't a lengthy getaway, we did see God provide in many wonderful ways to make it even nicer.
So last Friday evening we set off on this adventure to the Monadnock region. The Inn is only about 15 minutes from TWNE, so we dropped some friends there for a young adult retreat, then headed for our lodging.
What a beautiful place! The skies were overcast and rain threatened at any minute, but that could not diminish the beauty of this lovely old inn.
It took a few moments to locate the entrance where we were to check in. See the brick building to the left in the photo at top? The little red-painted area just adjacent to it, behind a bush, is the little vestibule where one enters. The bush is actually more of a tree, and the flowers are more purply than they appear in thse photos. When I asked about it, the innkeeper said it was a Rose of Sharon. There are incredibly beautiful plantings everywhere one looks around the Inn.
We had brought along a picnic supper, hoping to find a bench or other seating somewhere on the grounds where we could eat it ... and also hoping that the rain would hold off until we finished. Sure enough, there were picnic tables out by the swimming pool. Perfect! We took our iced tea out to the picnic table along with our food.
|The view on the other side of the picnic tables|
|View of the back on the Inn from the picnic tables|
|You can't tell in this blurry Kindle pic, but that picture above the bed, a pretty winter scene, is actually a framed jigsaw puzzle!|
I got out my needlework and then realized I had forgotten to bring my glasses. I thought it would probably be okay; I would just embroider rather than cross-stitch. I often do wear my bifocals when doing any kind of needlework at night, though. However! God had provided for that too. As I got settled in my chair, I noticed something oddly out of place next to the cushion. Any guesses? Yes! It was a pair of [zebra-patterned!] dollar store readers, undoubtedly left there by a former guest. I polished them up and they worked just fine!
We slept very well and enjoyed early-bird coffee being served in the living room. Mr. T brought it back to our room. It was not raining and I took this photo of the mug on my windowsill where I placed it in between delicious sips as I worked on a Bible study. Yes, the early bird coffee was served in these pretty green mugs.
I really wish I had brought a camera to the breakfast table, but neither of us thought of it. Outside the window we were seated by, there was a pretty garden area with bird feeders. Goldfinches were flitting everywhere, adding even more color to the scene!
After breakfast I enjoyed more quiet time while Mr. T went out and about and took a few more photos.
|The other end of this long set of buildings. Think the owners may live in this part.|
|It rained heavily in the night (enough to wash away part of the road, further down). This little stream beside the parking lot was really flowing.|
|Pretty hedge on the property|
|This little living room was in the part of the inn where our rooms were located.|
It was drizzling when we arrived, and we had to walk through water to find a picnic table, but we managed to enjoy our lunch anyway.
After lunch Mr. T did a bit of scouting around and found what seemed to be a nicer beach with no people at it. I guess, though, that when the rain stopped, the people in the campground all decided to go out in boats (there are rentals at the park). We had no sooner got our camping chairs in place and settled, than hordes of people arrived and began taking the boats out. It was their perfect right to do so, of course. But steady streams of people passing to and fro in front of our chairs on a narrow strip of beach seemed like a bit much.
There again, though, God provided -- this time with distractions from all the foot and boat traffic. Mr. T had brought a riveting book about local history and kept reading me snippets of it. I could embroider on my blueberry tea towel and concentrate on that and his funny readings, and all the people seemed to fade into the background.
What a blissfully relaxing weekend it had been! It seemed as if we had been away far longer than 24 hours! Most importantly, God showed us that even when circumstances seem less than ideal -- think rain and thunderstorms, hordes of people, and even forgotten glasses! -- He will still turn the time into a blessing if we will trust Him to work in the situation.