Missing New Hampshire

Fall for some reason makes me really miss New Hampshire. Marc and I both whine all the time about how much we miss New Hampshire. I don’t see us ever moving back but I do see us always missing it. The colors, the smells, the people, the culture, the food, the feeling of fall. I miss it all. In order to try and duplicate what little I can about the East Coast, I have bought apple cider and am going to make whoopee pies. Fall was always my favorite there and the next time I return I do hope it is in the fall and I could see all of the amazing tree colors and get to see all of my friends too!