Our first home in Vermont.
The sweet little cape in the back of this photo–at the edge of the Green Mountain National Forest–with a brook & a tire swing & a treehouse in the backyard.
Chickens & horses & mice & bears.
Antiquing, weddings, cookouts, cocktails & neighborhood town meetings in the barn.
Landlords, like family.
Communal gardens & holidays & heartache.
The longest place I’d ever lived (1993-2000.)
Taught 3rd & 4th grade.
Left teaching.
Ran a few non-profits.
Worked at a pizza parlor & a video store.
Became a mother.
Lost my mother.
Babies conceived, miscarried, delivered & breastfed.
Lloyd turned one, two, three, four, five.
Aidan born upstairs.
Casey became a teacher.
Both of us turned 30.
Published my first piece of writing.
Found yoga.
Claimed home.
This Vermont Life 