Monthly Archives: August 2009

The heat wave has broken and the leaves have started to change. Autumn is coming, that annual reminder of the eventual quiescence of our own souls. But this summer has felt sadder than most, a reality made clear again last … Continue reading →

Nothing says love better than a dead bat first thing in the morning. The other day my cat Horton brought me one for breakfast. In all fairness, I am not sure whether the cat expected me to eat it or … Continue reading →

I  love it when tourists visit Vermont, even though we don’t have the world’s largest muskie (Wisconsin), hot dog man (Illinois) or badger (also Wisconsin). We do have the world’s tallest filing cabinet in Burlington and a spider web farm … Continue reading →

The other day I was watching my daughter milk a cow. No, really. We were at the farm barn at Shelburne Farms (say that five times fast) in Shelburne, Vermont, and there were about a dozen five-year-olds and two fifteen-year-olds … Continue reading →

The days are shorter now than they were a month ago, but if you’re a fan of a slowly turning, kaleidoscopically lit Ferris wheel, that’s a good thing. It’s county fair season in Vermont and the Addison County Fair and … Continue reading →