Faith in Vermont: Oh! The Places We Didn't Go!
It was early August, and our family’s minivan was midway across the Connecticut River bridge between New Hampshire and Vermont, headed home from a visit to Rhode Island, when it hit me: Road trips with our children no longer felt like...
Poem: November Street
The geese can’t quite tell
where they’re going one field
to the next, looking for wheel-
ruts and cornstalks, a wet place
to spend the night.
The moon having risen,
the stars somehow fallen....
Out and About: Looking for StoryMatters
Last week in my “Around the Bend” column, I declared that as the Addison Independent’s community calendar editor, I felt that I should make more of an effort to attend at least some of the community events I compile each week....
Faith in Vermont: Before the Freeze
Our new house – the house where we will move next summer – needs work. It gives the impression of having been left in mid-renovation: wires and bare bulbs dangle from the ceilings, the upstairs bedrooms lack window trim (and closets...
Garden Game 2015
Middlebury Agway presents the
2015 Garden Game
Below are all the entries we received this summer for the Garden Game. A big thank you to all entrants in this year’s Addy Indy Garden Game! We received more than 80 veggie entries...
Faith in Vermont: Cutting Corners at the CROP Walk
“I don’t think we’re going to come in last this year!” my daughter marveled as we turned onto Main Street after taking our “shortcut.”
We were participating the 38th Annual Addison County CROP Hunger Walk....
Poem: Fences without borders
Fences Without Borders
My neighbor leans a shovel against his wild
apple, so it appears he, or someone, can shovel
a tree-full of drops under the electric fence.
The cows wander over this fifth day
of October our...
Faith in Vermont: Take My Stuff, Please!
Stuff expands to fill the space available.
I’m not a physicist, but I’m pretty sure that’s a proven fact. It may even fall under Newton’s first law of motion: an object in motion will not change its velocity unless an...
Poem: Sea of White Apple Blossoms
Sea of White Apple Blossoms
With all this presidential hopeful fear
of uninvited immigrants, I’m happy
to be standing in line at customer
service, behind a Jamaican man, wiring
home money to his family on the island....
Faith in Vermont: How School Does Not Solve All Problems
At the start of every summer, I focus all my hope on the first day of school. When school begins again, I tell myself, everything will be okay. I can survive those long, hot days of summer vacation because the first day of school will arrive to...