Thursday, July 31, 2014

My Silly Search for the "Real" Vermont

Tomorrow is our last full day in Vermont on our family summer vacation.  The Vermont Country Store in Rockingham is about four miles from the riverside cabin we are renting. I had the sense today that I must visit before I leave Vermont.  Why? I keep thinking I need to have a quintessential Vermont experience. In reality, I have been having "Vermont experiences" all week - from the stench of cow manure that wafts over to our cabin from the dairy farm next door to spending time with friends and relatives and having them share the challenges they face in their workplaces and in their families. This is what's real.


Wednesday, July 30, 2014

My Misbegotten Hike Down Mount Killington

After a breath-taking gondola ride up,  I managed a few pictures during our three-hour trek down 4,241 foot Mount Killington in Vermont because I wanted to get something, anything, from this physically and emotionally painful experience. I keep trying to think of some kind of metaphoric meaning to this ill-conceived afternoon. I cannot. Can you? At this point, standing up is my personal challenge. 

Thursday, July 24, 2014

On Valuing Our Views of Home

"The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is 

at last to set foot on one’s own country as a foreign land.” 


– G.K. Chesterton


Summers find me traveling. Last summer, I flew to Alabama and drove with our younger son to Upstate New York.  The summer before my husband and our sons spent time in Lancaster County,  Pennsylvania. This summer, my journeys have included driving to Indiana with my husband and will soon include a visit to Vermont for a family reunion. Every place I visit, I go on long walks. In fact, my husband and I are training to walk a half marathon in San Antonio in December. 

It's easy to see the notice the beauty of  unfamiliar places. The trick, however, is to see familiar places in a new way. Today I took a long (5.5 mile) midday walk with our dog.  I tried very hard to notice the views in front of me.  Here is the photo I shot in a county park in our town, a park where I have spent dozens, if not hundreds, of hours since Greg and I moved here nearly two decades ago. Pretty, isn't it?!