I’m trying to open my eyes to what’s around us before there’s nothing much left to see.
“We need to build more housing supply more efficiently to get prices down, and we need to give some a leg up.”
“Who are we as this vast and varying group of people, and what is most central to us as a nation?”
The Purple gazebo was built over one hundred years ago for an orphanage in Shelburne.
“A creemee evokes the whole experience, the sweltering summer weather, the cute stand, and an extra creamy treat with which simple soft serve could never compete.”
“Death of a loved one does not have to mean total loss.”
Each time we help our neighbors, this lovely garden of democracy will indeed flourish.
“I’m a group person. Not the exclusive kind of cliques that offer an empty status, but rather those that welcome and encourage.”
In my courses, students explore important issues in the world and express their views on these pressing concerns. An important goal is to help them consider that their perspectives aren’t the only valid ones.
Can we spend at least a little time each day “making our minds vast, like the sky” and envision a world where we hold life to be precious?
Being in the small village of Arbore is like stepping into a fairyland.
Most people in my hometown weren’t particularly excited about diversity. But they didn’t want to live in a city ruled by fear and they realized that if one group could be terrorized like that, no one was safe.
Driving on Route 125 between Middlebury and Ripton, I see the snow eggs hanging onto the rocky face as I pass through the gorge.
Several times over the past couple of weeks I have been called a luddite — affectionately, I hope. I can’t deny it; I’m not a big fan of technology.
The next time you wonder just how a place turned into itself, look under your feet. It might matter more than you think.
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