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Return To Hogback Mountain
Today I returned to an old sight, the 100-mile view from Hogback Mountain, in Marlboro, Vermont. It’s been years since I last stood here, my heart tender and apprehensive. Years, since that pivotal moment that changed my course in the most magical of ways. Today, I felt the echoes of that past reverberate with my every heartbeat as Amelia and I drove up the mountain road. The sights, the sounds, the smells of Vermont—they remain the same. The verdant expanse of the forest under the cool sky, the distant song of the birds, the rustle of leaves whispering secrets to the wind—they all greeted me as a dear old friend.…
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Springtime In Vermont
Springtime in Vermont is a magical time of rebirth and renewal, when the world awakens from its slumber and bursts forth in a symphony of color and sound. The air is heavy with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, and the trees are alive with the chirping of birds. The fields are alive with the bright colors of flowers, each one more beautiful than the last. From delicate daisies to vibrant tulips, the world is transformed into a dazzling display of color and life. From the gentle fluttering of butterfly wings to the buzzing of bees, the farm is a symphony of life and motion. The soft rustle of leaves…
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Foggy Days Of Vermont
2022
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Chapel At Dog Mountain
Dog Mountain 2010
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Standing At The Waters Edge
October 2020
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Hyperbole
Rutland, Vermont, United States October 2020
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Exclusion Zone
Burlington, Vermont, United States October 2020
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Sunflower Girl
Rutland, Vermont, United States October 2020
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Makayla And The Elephant Mural
October 2020 Rutland, Vermont, United States
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I’m Going Through Changes
Day breaks, the lost girl inside wakes, the birds sing, the wind blows through the trees, and the angels sigh. My mornings in Vermont begin early with the rising sun, my days often occupied with my own pursuits of untamed introspection as I try to unravel the mysteries of life, followed by early nightfall to hang the stars and moon upon, and until I see another day as the sun rises, I am feathered by the moonlight. The promise of another day on the horizon guarantees that the days ahead will never change for me at all. Introspection is my muse, my preoccupation, my heartbreak. I awoke on this cold…
