Tag Archives: #smalltownlife

The full moon gleams in the sky this morning as I head out to start my daughter’s car this pre-dawn morning. Winter, my familiar friend. Yesterday, chatting with my neighbor while we’re back to our traditional winter activity — snow … Continue reading

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Domestic Chaos, Evening Pleasure

We’re eating pumpkin pie made with not enough maple syrup. In the scheme of things, that’s pretty darn minor. The kids, I’ve noticed, have stored the maple syrup in the cabinet above my head — which, no biggie, I could … Continue reading

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Away Game

Leaves drift through the air wherever I go these days, in autumn’s near-constant breeze, whooshing out of sight. At a high school soccer game beneath lights, bundled in boots and hats, we watch the boys cheer for the girls. In … Continue reading

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If There Was Only One Leaf…

This sunny, gorgeous weekend was a high school ritual completely unfamiliar to me — the fall rites of Homecoming. The girls’ varsity soccer team played first, followed by the boys. One boy — young man, really, on the cusp of … Continue reading

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Stranger, Passing Through

I’m weeding in my garden when an unfamiliar voice calls out. In the evening dusk, I’m thinking of my younger daughter eating dinner with her soccer team and, simultaneously, of walking to high school in the New Hampshire town where … Continue reading

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Wandering, Mid-August

Three boys loop in circles on their bikes, eating popsicles and talking. Walking by, I note one boy rides an old banana-seat bike, not unlike my brother’s when he was a kid. Monday evening, the neighborhood I walk through is … Continue reading

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Small Town Vermont Connections

Rain falls heavily not long after dawn, and I close the windows, the cats in the upstairs hallway watching me silently. The rain pounds on the metal roof. Too hot to sleep in the night, too noisy now — if … Continue reading

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