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  • Tailor Made

    On countless Sunday mornings, my husband Tim and I have enjoyed eating breakfast together on Schwenksville’s high street.   We could easily walk there, but most often we drive the short distance, parking on the bumpy, stone lot that is… Continue reading

    Tailor Made
  • Six Degrees of Schwenksville

    The six handshake rule lies at the heart of a small town’s existence. Families blend, business partners unite, and properties change hands.  Documented over a period of days, weeks, or years, and those multiplying degrees ultimately become the building blocks… Continue reading

    Six Degrees of Schwenksville
  • Grampy Had A Sweet Tooth

    I fondly recall my grandfather’s love of salt water taffy.  On nearly every visit to him as a kid, it seemed he always had in arm’s reach, a decent sized bowl containing the individually wrapped pieces of sticky goo.  How… Continue reading

    Grampy Had A Sweet Tooth
  • View From The Hill

    On the surface, Schwenksville looks like any other small town.  With only a few businesses occupying its main street, most that visit here are either exploring the popular Perkiomen Trail or literally just passing through.  But if one were to… Continue reading

    View From The Hill
  • Curiosity Led Me Here

    I moved to Pennsylvania in the late 90s after two somewhat lengthy residencies in New York City, and one short-lived adventure to Los Angeles.  Growing up north of Boston, I felt immediately at home on arrival in my adopted new… Continue reading

    Curiosity Led Me Here