Tag Archives: #Vermontautumn

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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Little Cabbages

While spectating my daughter’s soccer game, I surreptitiously watch a little boy dig a small hole in the frost-killed grass. He’s met a new friend, I surmise, another younger sibling, and the two of them make homes for a handful … Continue reading

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In Praise of Pie

When I came home from work, my daughter was cutting up apples on the kitchen table while her cat lay beside her on a chair, gnawing a leaf of chard from the garden. How many pies have we baked and … Continue reading

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Find

My running route leads me into the woods behind the town’s community gardens, through a path flanked by frost-nipped goldenrod. A hundred years ago, the town’s granite industry spread over that field. Just before I cross a wooden bridge into … Continue reading

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Scarlet and Gold

On my way to pick up my daughter from soccer practice, I leave early and take a walk behind the community gardens, where the wildness of Woodbury Mountain meets the edge of town. All day, rain has drenched us, and … 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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Coyote Calling

October already, again, the fall has bent around again, and before long, snow will fall again. What will we do? The same things, I suppose, we always do. Boil beans and onions and chilis for soup, keep the house warm, lace … Continue reading

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