Vermont is reaching toward spring; a slow go but the signs are there. A weekend…
Organizing my art studio was long overdue. I was looking down the barrel of cleaning…
My local early morning run in Vermont was fueled by thoughts of Hopkinton, MA. Each…
Just to the south of Little Compton, RI is the Atlantic Ocean and to the…
House hunting in London a lifetime ago. A move across the pond. An ex-pat adventure…
Wednesday afternoon just after 2pm I walked through the village of Woodstock on my way…
I took a moment last evening before drifting off to sleep in the quiet stillness…
A quiet beauty blanketed the Vermont landscape this weekend. Nearly a foot of purity glistened…
A bright star overhead made its presence known just before sunrise this Sunday morning. The…
Our walks have slowed. We stroll now. Our mission has shifted. We once were driven…