Cold. Unrelentingly cold. Dry unforgiving temps have deeply permeated my world this winter. I can’t…
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.
A thick blanket of white snow glistened brightly as I drove down my road to…
Sparkle and glitter decorated my gray slate tile floor near the back door. Tiny shoes…
There is something so evolutionary satisfying about cutting through water. Slicing the molecules with an…
A steely gray New Year’s Day. 2025. The landscape outside my little house on the…
A dusting of snow had fallen overnight and refreshed the local landscape. Driving down my…
Temps rising to nearly 50 degrees on a mid-December day in Vermont. A curious damp…
Grand Eastern white pines lined the many miles south on rte. 89 through New Hampshire…
I heard Wilber Blair complain about this nearly every painting class for years and I…
I delivered a painting to a new collector in Portsmouth NH just the other day.…