Twilight on Poplar Hill

My little New England village was built on a series of hills rising up from the Connecticut River and heading west toward the Berkshire Mountains.

The Widow Waite's Hill, Dickinson Hill, Masterson Hill, Laurel Hill, then Poplar Hill.

We live just below the first hill, and my husband's mother has moved to the foot of the last. About 4 miles away.

This is the view from her back porch. It is a magical spot!