Truth. Truth be told. Truth of the matter. We toss this simple yet powerful word…
Truth. Truth be told. Truth of the matter. We toss this simple yet powerful word…
The flowers have wilted. Family and friends have returned to their prospective homes. A pleasant…
I had breakfast with the boys this morning. The local boys. Vermont locals. Vermonters. My…
I quietly sit at my Vermont Butternut writing desk early this day. A welcome steady…
The recent catastrophic tragedy occurring at a 12-story Miami condominium building has been reported by…
The humbling rumble of nature recently occupied the night. Storms settled in over the Vermont…
Walking with a friend on local trails, delightful. We pass through newly cut hay fields…
I put on lipstick this morning. Lip gloss actually. Normally and pre-pandemic I used to…
The hills were alive. Saturday night June 12th and just past 5:00 p.m. cars filled…