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ADDISON COUNTY — Many people like to visit Vermont for the beautiful scenery and the local attractions. Big attractions like Lake Champlain or the Vermont Teddy Bear Factory sometimes overshadow some of the smaller places to visit.
One example of these hidden gems is the state fish hatcheries, which are a good place to learn about fish — which species can be caught in Vermont waters and how they get there.
WEST ADDISON — Michael and Marshlyn Reed have spent 25 years tending to the dozens of miniature donkeys they have lovingly raised at their aptly named Ass-Pirin Acres off Route 17 in West Addison.
Now they’re ready to sell their herd and put themselves figuratively out to pasture for some well-earned rest and relaxation.
Summer finally arrives this week, hopefully accompanied by sunshine and warmth. People, animals and fields need a little time to dry out. Hayfields are waiting to be cut and corn plants are aching for heat so they can start to grow.
Editor’s note: This is the first in a series of articles reprinted from The Brandon Reporter that examine the complex personal, medical and political landscape of chronic Lyme and other tick-borne diseases that have brought so many lives to a standstill waiting for consensus.
The aluminum skin of our little boat is leeching the coolness of the lake water into my back and into the soles of my feet. It feels good. I look up and can make out, at the edge of my vision, my mom, my sister and my brother. But mostly I see sky. End-of-the-day sky. Not much blue remains. It holds no clouds. No early evening stars. No moon. It is full of nothing, nothing to hold my gaze, yet hold it does. My eight-year-old mind doesn’t wonder how or why. I just stare.
One recent morning, my husband, Mark, and I sat on the back porch with our feet up, drinking our coffee and enjoying some much-needed sunshine. A typical late spring scene, really.
Except, perhaps, for the goat.
Lucy, our one remaining goat, had trip-trapped onto the porch like she often does, to stare at us with her lazy yellow eyes. And smirk. She’s always smirking.