The house, quiet. Early morning. A November sky feels particularly dark. Heavy gray clouds move…
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.
Living in Vermont one understands the power of each season. They are undeniable. Some usher…
Weather, unseasonably warm last weekend. Uninterrupted cobalt blue skies. Temperatures in the 70’s. November in…
I have been preparing for an upcoming local solo exhibit. A small show but important…
The Vermont summer was hot. Humid. Unbelievably humid even for New England. Slogging through the…
While teaching my painting class this past Monday a toddler’s distress made its way up…
A narrow path to the beach winds through the overgrown scrubby brush. We left our…
A gentle rain softened the early morning this day. Long overdue and not nearly enough…
Bruce Springsteen has lovingly talked about his mother in recorded interviews on E Street Radio…
Red and white dogs have filled my little yellow house on the hill this week.…