On the job today in Pomfret, Vermont.
Outdoors
Step Inside My Office
Woodstock, Halloween afternoon.
Tiny Human, Big World
I have wanted to capture this image since early in the summer and finally had my chance today. I love this stand of trees lining the road connecting Quechee Main Street to Woodstock Road. The first time I saw these enormous pines they took my breath away. They make me feel small and inconsequential in … Continue reading Tiny Human, Big World
Grey Day
Today I decided I would document my walk backwards from my mailbox. The air smells every bit of fall but still felt summery to me. This dairy barn across from the property where I am a squatter is long out of service, but its owner recently gave it a new roof to slow its demise. … Continue reading Grey Day
Mad Tom Apples: Sunday Photo Essay
My Irish ancestors settled in the Tuckaleechee Cove area of the Great Smoky Mountains in the 19th century and made their living as apple farmers. I wonder how they would view New England's landscape, where harvesting apples in the fall is woven into the fabric of life and where the topography is at times so … Continue reading Mad Tom Apples: Sunday Photo Essay
Waning Summer
I have a pair of visitors who make their presence known every single morning on my front porch, expecting to be fed. I confess I have cultivated this habit in them. Handsome Chef Boyfriend chides me about this, insisting I will be the kind of old lady one day who can't afford to put food … Continue reading Waning Summer
Wednesday Morning
When I was a little girl my dad had a way of putting a positive spin on things during a challenging week. "It's Wednesday--Hump Day!" he would quip. "Friday will be here before you know it!" This rainy Vermont Wednesday morning the air outside is clean scrubbed. Inside a little of the the maple-cinnamon oatmeal … Continue reading Wednesday Morning
Saturday in Quechee Gorge: Photo Essay
If you hang out long enough near the swimming hole at the bottom of Vermont's breathtaking Quechee Gorge you will hear various languages spoken among the tourists. Yeah, it's a bit tourist trap-y, but it's an incredible geologic phenomenon; people come from all over (obviously) to see it. Which makes it all the more amazing … Continue reading Saturday in Quechee Gorge: Photo Essay
Sycamore Stories 