On the Road Past 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
Another day with a decent chunk of time in nature. We hiked up the ski mountain and back down again — mostly on well-worn trails. I then sat for a few hours on the balcony porch hoping for inspiration. I did write a bit…. but I’m not even remotely close to pleased with the results […]
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Today was day three of the Max & Me holiday getaway. We spent the majority of the day out and about in the Vermont woods or back at the room resting between excursions. Six years ago, we visited this same area and during that trip we did two outdoor activities that have been repeated across […]
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I am the kind of Mom that packs what we need to make homemade waffles and enjoy an oversized cup of coffee in our PJs while on vacation. Plus, seeing as this vacation kitchen has far more counter space and shinier appliances than ours at home, it didn’t feel arduous in the slightest. That’s enough […]
Read MoreMade it to Vermont today. First stop even before heading to our Wyndham property? One of several Cabot Cheese locations. Unlike most cow cheeses processed in the US, Cabot Cheese is both delicious and 100% naturally lactose-free. I normally avoid all cow cheese (as well as any kind of cow) because I just can’t digest […]
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I am a yard away when the transformation occurs | My paradigm shifts | My perception changes[…]
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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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I conquer my concerns | Starting meek and unsure | Finding my voice […]
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Did I want one because it was verboten? Because I knew I was different and wanted to rebel against the norm? Or was it for a more personal and complicated reason? […]
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Quiet breathing turns into
Puppy yips and deep bubbly snores | Sleepy stretches become moving legs […]
I was hanging out at Pinos the other night. Even when I don’t take advantage of the fact that we have a place in our town that has live music and a gathering space, I know it’s there. The thought that there is a place that can feel like a small town extension of my living […]
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Randi S. Sumner 