We once lived in an old house with no running water. Every drop of water we used came into the house in a bucket, drawn from the nearby small steam.…
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Yesterday Liz and I shared in a community lunch at the Unitarian Church of Montpelier. Five churches in our small town each provide such a meal one day a week so those in…
In the roaring wind and blowing snow last night, many of the remaining Red Oak leaves came down. I wondered on my walk home—snow horizontal in weather wonderfully undeniable—what their total…
On this morning—our first snow on the way—I’m unsure about some things and more certain than ever about others. I’m unsure how strongly to politicize this blog, so let me simply write…
The yellow leaves of Tamarack against the slate-gray sky yesterday morning are reminders of the changes to come in the next few weeks. I love winter, in part for those undeniable changes, but…
In a world where fake news has become indemic, where, at a minimum, it can be challenging to know what is true about so much, Witch Hazel is undeniably both real…
The most logical thing I could think of doing today was to talk to a rock. This rock is part of the floor of the planet so it has been here for…
Yesterday was my 68th birthday. There is no doubt I’ve lived a very privileged life, though some might call it lucky or blessed. While I grew up mainly wearing secondhand…
Just as I opened my eyes this morning, the flock of pigeons flashed by, splashed in the gold of the rising sun. Snap! A mind picture. A good time to rise! A…
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