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Salmon Falls Prims

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Salmon Falls Prims….where the name began


Karen from My Colonial Home has given us ~

A post challenge that will have a winner!

She would like us to share how we have chosen the name of our blog and how long we have been blogging.

Well in order to share the name origin, I will need to share a little history with you. So we will go back to  NH and where I grew up. History lessons can sometimes be boring, but I have learned to love history as I have grown.




I grew up in a little town, in a little state in New England, but there was nothing little about the history that came out of that little town.


Salmon Falls was the name of a little village on the Maine and New Hampshire border. A small village that was once occupied by the Abenaki  Indians. Salmon Falls was a little village with mills built on the water to take advantage of the power generator by the “Salmon Falls”. This area of New Hampshire was settled about 1630 and was one of the original townships of New Hampshire. By the late 1700’s Salmon Falls had merged with Rollinsford Junction to become Rollinsford. Salmon Falls became Rollinsford, incorporated in 1849. It was named in honor of the Rollins family, whose ancestor Judge Ichabod Rollins had settled there many generations before and had become the first probate judge for the state.



Rollinsford is a small town located in southeastern New Hampshire.The town is situated on the western bank of the Salmon Falls River which divides New Hampshire from Maine.It is located approximately 14 miles from the Atlantic Ocean.The town of Rollinsford has a total area of 7.5 square miles.


So with that history goes a little family history. My mothers family had lived in Rollinsford for generations. My grandfather who was 65 by the time I was even born would share stories with me quite often about the town of Salmon Falls, which he continued to call it. His parents had come from Ireland and met and married here and worked in the cotton mills in town. Grandpa Fagan taught me  alot about living in a small town (everyone knows everyone and their business lol), as well as being patriotic, and respecting what has been passed down from generation to generation. I guess that is why I enjoy the “older” things in life.


So when we were beginning our craft business back in the early 90’s and looking for a name, it was only natural to use the name from the river in our back yard, that held so many memories.


We have since moved across the country to California to be near our two daughters, that met and married Navy guys stationed at Portsmouth Naval Shipyard, and both were from California.

Since being in California we have discovered that there isn’t the history that we had back in New England and took for granted. Also we haven’t found any Primitive Shops here that carry the things that we have for so long decorated our home with. With that being said we found it necessary to begin our business again of making primitive furniture, and other accessories to make our new home feel like New England, and home once again.



I had been searching the internet to find some pics of “home” after being a little homesick here in California. I started following some blogs to keep that New England feel about me. I wasn’t quite sure what blogging was all about but decided to give it a try about a year and a half ago. This is quite an adventure considering that I have always been quiet and reserved. In first grade the teacher told my mother that I was going to have to talk in class and read or I wouldn’t be able to pass. I could read quite well, but I was just so shy that I didn't want to read in public. So you see I have come a long way with doing a public blog and all. Sharing so much of my “private” life with you  all has been fun and I have met so many wonderful friends here as well. So thank you Karen for inspiring us to “share” our blogging history with everyone.


So now you see why a lot of our creations have a New England flair to them. You can take the girl out of New England, but you can’t take New England out of the girl.



Blessings for a wonderful weekend



  1. Wonderful Post Sara! I love history too.Hmmm shy? Would have never guessed Blessings!~Amy

  2. A very interesting & lovely post & what a beautiful place that is! I'm sure you must miss it very much!

  3. I love history! That was wonderful! Your town is beautiful! I must visit there someday! Oh, you poor dear. Family is most important, but it is hard to move away from your roots and such beauty. I know California is beautiful, but I am partial to New England too. Your house would never give away it is in California! And God used it for you to make such beautiful things and for us to meet you! :) You are an encouragement to us!

    Yeah. I was shy too. My teachers would always yell at me to speak up. My science teacher, whom I adored, would say, "Heather, project your voice!" Well, let's just say, when I told that story to my students. They laughed. Because it isn't true now.

    I am glad that you found your voice through blogging! Thank you for sharing your history and love. I especially love the picture of the old bridge. What wonderful detailing!

    Have a blessed Sunday!

    Blessings and love to you, Sara!

  4. Very interesting, Sara. I have always thought the New England area is beautiful. And so full of history! Wow! I love the New England flair to your crafts, also :)

  5. What a beautiful post! I'm from Belgium and I've always taken Europe's history for granted. And I wasn't really interested. It's such a long history, that you somehow loose the connections with all your ancestors. It's so complicated, especially because we're such a little country, invaded so many times, ... We were once part of Austria, France, Spain, the Netherlands, ... Can you imagine I lost track of it?

    We visited New England last year (around Portsmouth, sounds familiar? ;-)) and I fell in love with it. I started reading about the history of the first colonists, where their roots were in Europe and how connected we actueally are. I haven't stopped learning about America's history since.

    And I will never ever take my own history for granted again!

    Thank you for this post!


  6. Sara, what a sweet post and tribute to your "roots". I always enjoy visiting with you, looking at your beautiful creations, and hearing about your family.BTW, is that new baby here yet?

  7. I love those photos and now I want to move there!

  8. What a Wonderful post Sara! Love the photos.
    Have a wonderful week!

  9. Sara,

    I enjoyed reading the story behind your blog so much. I have to admit that I wondered how you got your name. That's really neat. Like you, I've always been shy and reserved. I do not like speaking in public and get really worked up and nervous if I know I have to, but sharing through my blog and with writing is much easier. Or sharing or talking one on one with friends is easy.

    Thanks for sharing!


  10. Hi Sara, It was so nice learning more about you. And yes, we have the same table. I was nervous like you in school. I rem. knowing the answers many times, but was too shy to speak up. Or if we had to take turns reading my heart would just about pound out of my chest.
    Thank you for sharing your beautiful pictures and your family history.
    I love your woodwork and your beautiful signs.

  11. I enjoyed reading your post. I have wondered about the story behind your blog name. It is nice to get to know you better.

  12. Do you usually serve as an author only for this domain or maybe for some other online or offline resources?