Vermont Roads : 3

In Uncategorized on December 12, 2009 at 11:40 pm

Because it’s rifle season, we had to wear neon yellow vests. Even well-worn roads aren’t safe from stray bullets. As I coasted down Route 30, then turned onto a back-road, then turned again past a cemetery, I relished the crisp air and beaming sun. Tree-shadows spread, long and lazy, over the roads. The branches opened, revealing great swathes of field and sky. Houses dotted the forests and meadows, their chimneys puffing smoke into the sky.

Sometimes I forget how beautiful Vermont can be. It took 13 years to really see.


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