On February 9th each year, if the skies are clear, the planet has tilted enough that the sun briefly finds its way back in our kitchen window after a months’…
A stop in Salt Lake City provided some stunning views of the mountains—so different from the rural surroundings and hills of Joseph Smith’s birthplace in Vermont. The ice on Utah Lake,…
I am still learning to see and most days I also feel like a giant failure! Seeing the natural world involves peeling back layer on layer and the time to…
Though I do my best to see as much of this amazing world as possible, I know much of it goes unseen, every day. Even an hour in a gray,…
Two years ago we had solar photovoltaic panels installed on our roof. The temperature the day the two installers from Catamount Solar started their work was well below 0F. Since…
We all have muses, even if not clearly seen or always at hand. Maybe she lurks in the tulip now underground but getting ready for a spring burst. Maybe it…
When the first snow covers the ground deeply, it is clearly a line crossed. That happened this week, as it often does by mid-November, as well as me crossing the…
Winter often comes to the Arctic in small steps with new falling snow and temperatures cold enough to form ice as clear indicators of its imminent arrival. This formation of…
In Vermont we enjoy talking about the weather because there is usually a lot of it and, honestly, sometimes not a great deal else to talk about. Spring has been…
I’m so fortunate to live in Vermont and, yet, be able to travel and, even more fortunate, whether here or elsewhere, to have an amazing partner to share life with.…
