Tag Archives: poetry

Dissonance

One good thing a day — take joy in at least one thing a day — is my new mantra. Swimming or drinking coffee. A colleague moved a rock in her garden — how happy that made me. Spying foxes … Continue reading

Posted in Vermont, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 12 Comments

Driving Lessons

In the evening, as the dusk moves in, we play hearts on the back porch, my feet wet from watering the garden. It’s dry, with no rain in the forecast but thunderstorms possibly moving in this weekend. After dinner and … Continue reading

Posted in motherhood | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

Day by Day

In library land — as if the masks aren’t enough — I keep reminding myself that the world isn’t the same. I’m not supposed to say, hey, kick off your shoes and relax. Lie down and read if you want. … Continue reading

Posted in Vermont, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Driving

My 15-year-old, with her brand-new learner’s permit, has formally switched places in my car, from passenger seat to driver’s seat. The world, suddenly, is different for her, with the kind of freedom a rural kid gains with the keys to … Continue reading

Posted in writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Early June

June is the time to remember why it’s good to live in Vermont. These little bits — fresh greens from the garden, twilights hazy with lilac blossoms, a breeze through the open windows at night, swimming in water so cold … Continue reading

Posted in Vermont | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

15

Fifteen years ago, I walked in the garden in the early morning, on the day I birthed my second daughter. Those were the years when “peak oil” was the looming fear. Now, the country is burning up, broken in so … Continue reading

Posted in Vermont, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Sun and Sunday

A Sunday of skipping the news, opening the house windows, hanging out the laundry. A brilliantly sunny day — when I put my shovel into the garden, pull weeds, and empty buckets of manure. All afternoon, we’re in the sunlight, … Continue reading

Posted in Vermont, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Wildlife

How many weeks are we into the Stay Home order? Thursday, I let my daughter cut my hair in the kitchen. Delighted, she made her first snip in the back and said, Whoops. What does it matter, anyway? It’s just … Continue reading

Posted in Vermont | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 8 Comments

Green

Last evening, while playing 50 States trivia as a hard rain fell, I told my daughters I could sense the earth greening up around us. When the sun comes up this morning, I’m hoping for some slivers of this truth. Yesterday … Continue reading

Posted in writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Easter Sweets

We leave a plate of tiny cupcakes for our friends on their porch steps. They step out to talk over the garden fence. Purple crocuses bloom beneath their picture window. Standing there, I remember when my older daughter was two … Continue reading

Posted in Vermont, writing | Tagged , , , , , , , | 7 Comments