My oldest plays Noah Kahan as the soundtrack to her life, the young man who sings of loving Vermont in all its bareness and glory: I love Vermont, but it’s the season of the sticks…
I pull over on the roadside. There’s no one around, not even a crow keeping me company. Solstice season, the precipice of one thing tipping into another, the darkest of the season tipping over into the real winter yet to begin. I am decades into my own love personal affair with Vermont.
Winter is the perfect season for a writer with its shocking beauty, the looming threat of frostbite, the profound metaphor of darkness and light, heat and cold, stillness and the edging-in resurrection of spring. On the deepest level, perhaps, winter reinforces the need for patience.
Noah Kahan sings: So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad…
How’s that for a variation of an Eugene O’Neill play?
Curious about this Kahan character? Check out Vermont Public Radio’s story.
Stony Soil Vermont 
The light is so magnificent this time of year.
So true! Happy holidays to you!
May these fierce winds turn gentle and warm! Happy holidays!
Looks like there’s plenty more of the snow to come. Hope you’re all safe and still.
Bathtub’s full of water, wood is dry and stacked. Who could ask for anything more?
Love the positive attitude!
That is a wonderful photo!
It was a fortuitous moment. Thank you!
You are very welcome!
I look forward to seeing what you have to say every time a post shows up in my email. Your words are poetic and beautiful! I live in PA but have a love affair with VT. I hope to live there someday…. 🙂
Hi Lydia,
Thank you for writing this lovely note on a rainy-soon-to-be-icy day. In all its challenges, Vermont is a Shire, for sure. Happy holidays!
Thanks for introducing me to Noah Kahan- wonderful songwriter and musician! Such a grounded and gentle spirit.
So glad you found him!