Tag Archives: Vermont living

Library Afternoon Snapshot

A woman stops in my library — new to town and looking for basic info about an internet connection and where to buy food. She’s getting the lay of this corner of Vermont’s territory. Early afternoon, the school kids are … Continue reading

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Our November Rose

So long, arrivederci, to green grass. Snow day for the school kids. My 13-year-old cut up paint swatches from the hardware store — a variety of rose and crimson and pink peony — and I had taped last week on … Continue reading

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Kidness

I’m at a restaurant in town with my parents, expecting to meet my daughters. My older daughter walks in alone, and I ask, What’s up? Where’s your sister? She’s busy apparently, in a kid kind of way, hiding in the back of … Continue reading

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Cat’s Heart

My daughter’s cat lies on the gray-painted floor at the top of the stairs, just outside her room, looking in. She’s away with friends in Maine. Over email, her sister and I see pictures of her swimming in a lake … Continue reading

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Early July A.M.

Midsummer, we’re at the numberless place in July where we might commence to take swimming at dusk as a given, to be exasperated by heat, to seek solace in a cool living room from the day’s sharp light. As summer … Continue reading

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Define Our Life Thus

Walking home through the cemetery fields, I noticed how brown the grass is — pretty much withered. That’s a particularly beautiful walk, high enough up above the village that I can see how Hardwick lies in a narrow valley along … Continue reading

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Moonrise: a Great Gift

My daughter, up late, says, I’m going out to look at the moonrise. One long skinny band of cloud bends across the nightsky, luminescent with moonlight. The moon rises amber. My daughter runs into the house for her sister. The three of … Continue reading

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