On the Road Past 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
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 […]
Read MoreYesterday 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 […]
Read MoreI’m headed on a mini-getaway tomorrow. Just me and my eldest child. . . the college kid. Quality one on one time in Vermont. This was originally planned months and months ago. 10 to be exact. We have time share points and I’ve been trying to get us back into this property ever since we […]
Read MoreI’ve been chugging along. Day in and day out. Sometimes writing with ease and occasionally every word a struggle. Some days my inner voice is crystal clear and screaming with the need to be heard, to be written, to be shared. Even though I’ve been writing and counting every day, there are moments when they […]
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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 imagine that people who live in around sites and vistas begin to not realize how wonderful and amazing their local attractions can be. This makes me wonder if I take for granted […]
Read MoreTime and Pace One day rolling into the next without notice Late nights and early mornings making it hard to remember Is it Monday or Sunday? Wednesday or Thursday? In rooms without windows, it is a challenge keeping track of sunrise and sunset My phone tells me it is the next day Yet I am […]
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I fall into the trap of numbers | Statistics Stats Sign-ups Stays Length of visit Rebounds Clicks | These are all things that meant something different half my lifetime ago […]
Read MoreGranted, back then my writing was done with pen and an actual white page. Draft upon handwritten draft. […]
Read MoreI am moving forward through time at a speed of one second per second. I know this to be true because I have lived every second at that speed. And yet, it seems to me that I’ve also jumped […]
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Randi S. Sumner 