Category: vermont

“Focus on the seasonality of things.”

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“Focus on the seasonality of things” is a line from my #muse, and I’ve decided to take my character’s advice.

I waited five minutes for fresh whipped cream. Best decision ever.
Espresso con panna from BTV’s Muddy Waters

I am thankful for:

  • how a layer of snow makes the world seem new
  • cold, bright days
  • the smell of tea tree oil
  • espresso con panna with fresh whipped cream
  • text messages from friends with new diamond rings
  • and, of course, days spent in the mountains

Why Build Soil?

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I'm not telling you, though.
Whose woods these are I think I know
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

Because of Robert Frost.

Growing up in suburban Massachusetts, Frost’s poems transported me to the fields and forests of Vermont – the Vermont of my summers by the lake and my winters in the mountains, and the imaginary Vermont where I swore I would someday live.

My first poem was Fire & Ice, memorized from the pages of my eldest brother’s diary. (Otherwise, it wasn’t very interesting. No offense, Drew… and… uh. Sorry for reading your diary.)

Much later, in college, I flipped through The Complete Works, drifting from poem to poem. When I was lonely or anxious, they were a source of comfort.

He writes for me, speaks to me in the silence & beauty of the North – in crumbling stone walls and bending birches.

Buil Soil: A Political Pastoral is not his best work. It’s rather long. It’s rather of boring. I have no intention of ever memorizing it. But it contains some of the most beautiful fragments in literature.