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April 22nd, 2014
I read somewhere that the best way to tell a person’s true age is to look at their hands. Thanks to the intersection of our vanity with innovations in technology and medicine, it’s now possible to camouflage signs of age in the body, face, hair, and teeth. But as far as I know, not much can be done about wrinkled, mottled, vein—y hands.
Hands may just be the real Picture of Dorian Grey.
Photo by Fiona Gong
Last month, we loaded our four daughters into the minivan on a Sunday afternoon and drove to Duclos & Thompson Farm in Weybridge to see the new lambs and piglets.
In two weeks, my parents will move to Vermont from the town in Northern Virginia where I grew up, their home for 37 years.
More on that later; for today all you need to know is their new front door in Vermont needs work. Everyone – the real estate agent, the sellers, the contractors they consulted – agreed that the door should be repainted or replaced, and that the doorstep needs to be repaired.
The snow bursts our spring closed.
Crocus used to be a word for purple
spring. We’re used to calling flowers
this time of year, door stoppers.
Opening a door so we can watch
our steps. And not be still March-
shoveling. Every year we want to forget
spring arrives at the back door.
Where we lean our shovels.
Where there’s nearby bursting.
And not the snow budding.
TIGER SENIOR SARA Boe scores the first goal of the state championship game vs. Burr & Burton on Wednesday evening at UVM. MUHS won the game, 2-1. Independent photo/Trent Campbell
The Middlebury Union High School girls’ hockey team claimed the program’s first state championship on Wednesday night at the University of Vermont’s Gutterson Fieldhouse.
Former Middlebury town planner Fred Dunnington sent along photos taken in the tropics with the underwater camera he got as a retirement present this past summer. With the temperature on Monday night hovering at zero, selectboard Chairman Dean George said at Middlebury’s town meeting he was glad someone was enjoying warm weather somewhere.
Dennis Cassidy asked the moderator, former Gov. Jim Douglas, if he was ready to declare he was running for governor again. Douglas dryly quipped that Cassidy was “out of order on many fronts.”
The other day, I took my four-year-old daughter on a long-overdue “Mommy Date” to spend her birthday money at Ben Franklin. (Long-overdue because her birthday was in July, which is what happens when you’re the second child of four). After our shopping trip, we stopped by Otter Creek Bakery for cookies. As I stood at the counter to order, my daughter sat at a table playing happily with the unicorn figurine she’d just bought.
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