A nor’easter strands travelers and the Freedom Boys Choir in Stillbridge, leading to an unforgettable Christmas Eve filled with joy, music, and a modern-day miracle. With Christmas eve just days away, the fourth Sunday in Advent, dawned crisp and bright, the kind of winter morning New England likes to show off when it wants to…
Stillbridge celebrates Love Sunday as Chaplain Doug leads worship, the Freedom Boys Choir prepares to arrive, and rumors of a nor’easter stir Christmas anticipation. The Third Sunday in Advent, Love Sunday, dawned with a sky the color of soft pewter, a calmness that felt almost intentional—as though the morning itself understood the theme of the…
In Stillbridge, the first Sunday of Advent brings candlelight, angelic choir voices, northern lights, and quiet hope in this small-town Christmas story. December comes softly to Stillbridge. The last of the Thanksgiving leaves are still clinging stubbornly to the oaks by the river, brown and gold against the pewter sky. The lamppost wreaths, put up…
The countdown to Thanksgiving is on in Stillbridge—where football rumors, wreaths, and a dash of faith fill the air with warmth and small-town charm. As the pale November sky stretched over Stillbridge, the town stirred with its usual blend of anticipation, routine, and a little extra nervous energy this week. The Ravens, our beloved high…
The pale November sky stretched over Stillbridge, soft and gray, the kind that makes you pull your coat a little tighter and notice small details — frost along the rooflines, leaves stubbornly clinging to trees, or the faint scent of pine drifting from a still-humming church furnace. On the town common, the ducks glided with…
It’s a quiet week in Stillbridge. The last of the tourists have packed their cars with jars of apple butter and half-empty boxes of fudge, waving one last time from the road that winds out of town. The trees that dazzled with color two weeks ago now stand mostly bare, their leaves raked—or blown—into tidy…