A Farewell of Sorts

It’s been nearly a year since I’ve written. As the months yawned on since last June, I couldn’t think how to synthesize what I wanted to say. So the long and short of it, is that we are moving on from our little house on the hill. Not without some...

An Autumn Pairing

Two autumn moments. Last week I drove the back way from Strafford, Vermont, through Tunbridge toward Royalton. Late afternoon sun on country roads. I made the last pot of fresh mint tea before heavy frost. These are a few recent images from my instagram...

Foggy Mornings, Paris Awaits

August left and so did the feeling of summer. Greg Brown sings, “One day fall appears with a chilly dawn,” and we know how that feels. I like the shift, to be honest. And each year when this shift happens I try to get some garden time in while I pack my...