#OTR50 Day 174: The Painted Silos of Jeffersonville

The first time I drove through Jeffersonville in Vermont it was dark and I thought I saw artwork, but it was hard to see and I couldn’t figure out a safe space to pull over in the dark. However, the second time I drove past it was clear that it was a simple open field […]

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#OTR50 Day 173: Road Trip Home

Yesterday I drove the almost 8 hours home from Vermont with only a few short stops. We had planned a break for lunch about half way through. Our initial goal was either Popolo or Flatbread Pizza Company for lunch. I thought I’d be exhausted and need to stop for a long break. However, a few […]

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#OTR50 Day 146: And the Tree Came Down

It was an old and overgrown tree diagonally across from our house. When I walked all the way up to the resting trunk, it rose to my shoulder height making it about 4 feet or rather approximately 1.2 meters. Most of the houses on our block were built in the 1950s and 1960s, this tree […]

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FYI — Offline Writing

So…. I went on vacation. Overall it was amazing and wonderful but it had a lot of ups and downs emotionally with the kids and the activities. I didn’t stop writing, but I also didn’t always have internet. Also, because I was the driver of the *wrong* side of the rode rental car. . . […]

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#OTR50 Day 137: Twitter Attempts to Define Adulting

The internet and social media can be a nuts crazy thing. Not quite 20 days ago I noticed this tweet because a friend I follow retweeted it. A few hundred people had also noticed it at that point. I saved the link for a future writing prompt because it struck a bit of a chord […]

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#OTR50 Day 136: Vacation Drinking

More reviewing photos from Ireland . . . In the land of Irish Whisky and the home of Guinness, I tried a different Hard Cider almost every night. What can I say? I’m not a fan of beer and I like my whiskey mixed with a hot cup of tea and honey or a full […]

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#OTR50 Day 134: Irish Graffitti

  These three images were the only snapshots I snagged of Irish Graffitti. There was a great deal less in Dublin than in Paris, but I did find some interesting items and they reminded me of my poem Street Art Inspiration inspired by my visit to France. Max and I also had the opportunity to watch […]

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