I was born during the heyday of agricultural use of DDT, and didn’t see my first bald eagle until 1994, twenty-two years after DDT was banned. It was a Sunday in early March, when old snow and bare trees permeated the afternoon with the gray doom of an endless winter, which had weakened but was […]
Walking Back In Time
Climbing to altitude is like walking back in time. I dwell in a valley 1,000 feet above sea level, where spring is greening into summer. Even before the snow left the ground, we pruned the fruit trees and berry bushes. Wearing hats and fleece, we replanted the fence and reseeded the grass where the snowplow […]
The Middle in Middle Age
The “Middle” in middle ages refers to both the growth of one’s middle and being between the generation that spawned you and the one you raised yourself. Attempts to control the growth of one’s waistline is a Sisyphean task that requires eating less, exercising more, and accepting the inevitable force of gravity. As hard as […]
Hang the Laundry
My thirty-year old clothes dryer bit the dust last week, leaving me no choice but to hang the laundry out to dry. We bought this appliance when we bought our first house and in anticipation of using cloth diapers. Ew, you say? Consider the alternatives: We lived twenty miles out of town, and storing poopy […]
Stratton Mountain Caretakers
Lots of people come to Vermont “to get away from it all,” but few get away quite like Jeanne and Hugh Joudry, who’ve been spending summers atop Stratton Mountain for thirty-two years, first as fire wardens and then as caretakers for the Green Mountain Club. Between their stints as firewatchers from 1968 – 1979 […]
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