This is Vermont…

I drove home from a suburb of Boston just a day or two ago. A quick trip but a full couple of days. Time spent with my daughter and granddaughter. Busy but precious…

Traffic continued to build. As did the heat.  A holiday weekend was at hand. The 4th of July. Cars with bikes secured to their back hatches. Thule roof rack and cargo boxes atop numerous SUV’s. The sky heavy with smoke. Fog like conditions. Forest fires in Canada…

Once in Vermont and tired from the long drive home I decided to take the road along the river. A right turn at the Taftsville Covered Bridge.  I spied the many tourists taking photos in and out of the long bridge. The Ottauquechee River was running wide, clear, and fast. The dirt road bumpy and narrow. Familiar. Slowly I proceeded while relaxing into the landscape. The buzz of the highway now behind me. A tire swing with a queue of teenagers at the river edge. Wet hair and clinging bathing suits signified at least one plunge into the river. Cars randomly parked. Green license plates boasted locals. Vermont summer in its most chamber of commerce way.

What makes up the fabric of Vermont? I think about this often as I have now lived here for several years. I am fascinated by what I feel is the real Vermont, but I am still learning.  Those that work the many hard jobs to live here.  The farmers fewer in number but mighty they toil…

I recently attended a talk about film making in Vermont. The budget modest but the stories are many and steeped in a richness that travels the entire Green Mountain range. During the discussion we were introduced to a dairy farmer named George Woodard. Asked to stand and speak to the small but interested audience he obliged. His towering stature displayed a slight lean forward. A lower back may have silently told the story of Woodward’s many years of being a Vermont farmer. He held a single sheet of paper with hands strong and weathered. His words, calm and steady. Self-reliant albeit a farm or the arts. Woodward’s short “The Farm Boy” was filmed mostly on his many acres and in-between milking cows. Twice a day. This is Vermont …

                  “The Farm Boy” https://www.hangingmudflapproductions.com/the-film

              Written and directed by George Woodward. Produced by Joan Brace O’Neal.

 

Author: Elizabeth Ricketson

A graduate of Providence College with a BA in English, Elizabeth Ricketson has always had a love of literature and the fine arts. Elizabeth’s essays focus on life experiences and life in Vermont.

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