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From the category archives:
June
That’s one of the Three Sisters mountains in the back, a distinctive ridge line for which the town is known. My best not-a-farmer guess on the cover crop? Oats.
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On a quick trip to VT this past weekend, I was struck with the many patches of wild lupines growing on the roadsides. They remind me of the black-eyed susans and daisies that will soon follow in these places, but less egalitarian and more patrician in their bearing. The meadows were also a sight to behold; the grasses are spring green and knee high, and waving with the winds. Summer beckons!
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Taken over a quarter of a century ago, on slide film. Steve (third from left) and Laurie lived in a shack right on that stream in the background, and welcomed many a soul there for some serious R and R.
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There are a number of photographs in the Vermont Exit Ramps book that translated well into print, but this one – across two pages – was particularly striking. Taken at the St. Johnsbury Farmers’ Market.
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Taken a month ago; at this point, the field may be about chest high.
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“Human Beings – indeed, all sentient beings – have the right to pursue happiness and live in peace and freedom.”
— The XIVth Dalai Lama
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And meanwhile, despite Washington D.C. and the level of political discourse across the land, these neighborhood lilies burst into beautiful song, right on schedule, as they always have. Toxicity will (hopefully) always have its limits.
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