Miller State Park -a very forgettable name. But what a lovely, friendly, hideaway national park. Upon exit the park ranger gave us a heartfelt, Miss America wave. I did a double take as I've grown accustom to the scarcity of such friendliness in the city. It's okay, we make up for it in other ways.
Oh, there is nothing like mountain air. We drove to the top and I've just gotta be okay with that. Next time we will borrow a second Ergo. Pack Monadnock. Pack meaning Little.
The obliging town of Peterborough, New Hampshire provided us with these keepsakes.