It’s a tangle, and it’s not going to untangle anytime soon…

Oh, what a week …

We may think that we know Vermont, but we don’t …

Dunno why I decided to hike today …

A few of the picnic tables are occupied, as dark clouds move in over the strip, temporarily eclipsing city traffic, sirens, air brakes, and muffler-less road bike noise…

Moving between worlds is an art, finely honed by not only artists, but many on the work-a-day treadmill of life…

The beauty of a garden can be told by anyone, but the story of a garden resides beneath the fingernails, and in the sore muscles of a few designated laborers…

By the end, it was mostly rain…

Riding home with a cold beverage from the cooler, a passenger possibly and sore bones…

The house become unusually dark …

It's been raining a lot, so much so that Vermont's emerald green now rivals Ireland; at least, that…

She asked me to come by & discuss a gardening job, in case I had any ideas…

It’s been a crazy couple weeks of hodge podge …

We saw the soft-serve symbology: a Cremee graphic hanging next to a car repair shop and pulled in, hot and excited…

Anyone using Google Earth knows that maps are a fluid construct…

The flower explosions of spring come late in the mountains, and some may miss them, for blinking…

"What?' I yell, as the semi pumps his engines, making conversation nearly impossible…

What a glorious time to walk the woods, when only a few things have ventured forth yet, green…

Sometimes I just want to walk, but I don't know where to go…

This week my spirits were lifted by a couple acts of kindness…