Sweet Sugar Spring
It is sugar season in Vermont and across New England. And there is hope today that the sap will rise
It is sugar season in Vermont and across New England. And there is hope today that the sap will rise
March dawned gray, and wintry, with a few tentative signs of spring. Mud on back roads, and sap buckets sprouting
The last few days, a string of bejeweled sunset and sunrise days. Ribbons of iridescent salmon, lavender and purple on the
Last night’s starry blue sky, sandwiched between evening and morning pink. Yesterday, a sunset stroll to catch the last of
Reflecting on the year past, so much goodness, gone too fast. Looking to the new year with hope and dreams.
Yesterday, a late afternoon walk in the fading daylight. Snow falling, settling in mossy crevices, the woods heavy with the
This morning we woke to a landscape enveloped in white. By mid-day the thick, dense fog had dissipated into thin
A beautiful stillness outside – not a whisper of wind. Narrow ribbons of pink and gray-blue cloud cover this morning,
Gray skies, a hint of pale blue on the underbelly of clouds, a few tenacious leaves still clinging to bare
Yesterday, an eerie quiet before the storm, this morning a soft drizzle falling. Leaves on the ground, tawny and rusty,