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Spring Ramble at Lowell Lake
This winter was pretty much a bust for me – and the spring seemed to be a long time coming. It’s finally here, though, and Greg and I managed to spend an afternoon at one of our favorite Vermont parks – Lowell Lake. It was one of those gray, misty kind of days – cool…
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Finding my zen
“Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?” Mary Oliver One thing leads to another, and another, and another – and my quest for balance continues. It all began with my Monday morning dread. Although, perhaps “dread” is too strong a word – “apprehension”, “trepidation” – maybe. It all began with…
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March dreaming…
Dreaming of March? My least favorite month? Whoa! A “self-portrait” – cue the tiny violins…
