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I fly from Dallas to Hartford, Connecticut and pick up a car. I’m staying a couple of nights with Lindsey Haviland. 

I met Sue and Lindsey Haviland at Four Winds Summer Camp, way back in 1988.

I was teaching sailing, Lindsey ran the horse riding program and Sue was on the waterfront (if my memory serves me right).

Sue and I also shared a cabin, looking after a group of 11 year olds. 

Sue is now living in Colorado, hopefully we will catch-up with her in early 2015, as we are heading their way for some skiing.

Lindsey lives in Canton, a gorgeous little Connecticut hamlet, not far from Hartford. Autumn is a beautiful time of year to visit, with Halloween a couple of weeks away, decorations and pumpkin carving are in full swing.

It’s been seven years since I last saw Lindsay, but time quickly slips away; it’s like you’ve popped in for a coffee with a friend down the street.

Saturday night we have dinner at the local pub/restaurant then head out to Infinity Music Hall, where Lindsay works on the promotion side of things.

Infinity Hall dates back to 1883 and has been beautifully restored. It hosts a wide range of musical talent, both well known artists and the up-and-coming.  We saw a great band: The Barefoot Truth.

Collinsville is the local town, no more than a few streets really.  There is a small Sunday market, selling fruit and veggies (pumpkins are the big seller today), homemade cider and yoghurt, etc.

The market entertainment is a Kids Band, all between the ages of 10 and 14 who are very talented.  There must be something in the water around these parts!

Lindsey has a wonderful creative spirit as well, she always has lots of projects on the go. With Halloween around the corner she is coordinating the Witches skit for nearby Flamig Farm.

The farm hosts night-time Hay rides through the woods for Halloween.  Along the track are different sets to scare the passengers.  I go out to the Farm with Lindsey on Sunday and help set-up a few things.

Lindsey has one of the more adventurous roles, playing the flying witch who swoops over the top of the wagon as it passes.  Looking at the homemade flying fox she is barely holding onto, she’s much braver than me!

It was a great weekend, so glad I got the chance to catch-up with Lindsey.


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