I met a friend yesterday, and we took a walk we’ve journeyed in various seasons — in bright green spring, in the summer when we admired flower gardens along houses. Yesterday, we walked through frozen mud ruts and sprinkles of rain, the jumbled up season and time of where we are.
On this New Year’s Day, I’m passing along a VTDigger story written by Kevin O’Connor about a Vermont couple’s 4,000 World War II letters. A history lesson and a love story — isn’t that what we need right now?
Stony Soil Vermont 
Right now, I’d settle for just a bit of sunshine!
Love Kevin’s writing.
Thirsting for sunshine! Kevin O’Conner is THE BEST.
I worked with him at the Brattleboro Reformer for quite a few years when he was just starting out. He is a magnificent human being!
Thanks for the link to the wonderful 4,000 letters story in Digger! It’s a surprising world- this morning I opened your site & up popped a different banner photo. And I could see the number of comments readers made. It’s been since last spring that I haven’t been able to see other readers weighing in on your words.
Hi Nancy,
I loved this Digger story! I’m glad you hear you like it, too. Finally — I’ve managed to reconnect comments to my blog. Thanks for your patience. Here’s hoping for a smoother 2022…. 🙂
Comments are back! Love the pic, my parents rented the old Kent’s Corner Inn (it was called the White House, at least colloquially) when we first moved from Enosburg to the Calais area. This would have been around ’77, maybe ’78.
You’re so lucky to have lived there! Kent’s Corner is one of my favorite places in Vermont — and I always walk around the inn and long to go in…..
Our first real snow of the season is due this week. Not Vermont-style, of course, but genuine get-out-the-shovel snow.
We haven’t had much get-out-the-shovel snow. My sister in Virginia has had more, but it looks as though snow will be heading our way soon. It would be welcome, really.