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Plans to embark on a day-long road trip adventure today were sabotaged by unforeseen circumstances. Shifting gears to more homebound enterprises, I continued work on my quilt project and in the early afternoon took a break from sewing to get some fresh air.
I walked up the road carrying my snowshoes until I reached the VAST snow machine trail, and after strapping on my snowshoes, headed south on the trail. I figured there would be more snowmobile traffic on the trail than I prefer given it’s a holiday weekend but, much to my surprise, I did not hear the high-pitched whine of snow machines for most of my walk! 🙂
As I travelled, the only sound I heard was the crunching of my snowshoes on the hard-packed trail. Every now and then, I stopped to listen for sounds of life. The silence was deafening! 🙂

As I was walking, I noticed new signs posted along the side of the trail. Someone had posted “skiers on trail” warning signs along this section. And, not to be neglected, someone else had added “walkers” in magic marker at the bottom of the sign. I’m guessing the landowner along this stretch added these signs as a “heads up” to the snowmobilers travelling through to use caution. In any event, it was nice to see.

My outbound destination was this viewpoint that looks out over the landscape before the trail descends through a field to the paved road below. The craggy old sugar maple (in the opening photograph at the top of the post) flanks the trail at this location and stands tall and proud – surveying the distant hills. I love this spot. 🙂 Today, I noticed a well-worn animal path between the twin maples. Due to the piles of bark shavings at the base of each tree, I’m guessing there was a porcupine eyeing me from a distance somewhere nearby!

It’s been almost a year since the pandemic descended upon us. Most of us are still practicing self-isolation and limiting physical contact with family and friends. Some of us lost jobs. Many of our family members who retained their jobs are still working remotely and missing that day to day contact with co-workers. I think we are all feeling the effects of this disruption in our lives – some to a larger degree than others. In talking with our son last night, he echoed my sentiments on the pandemic. “It’s been a long year,” he lamented.
Thankfully, our extended family and friends have coped with the restrictions and found ways to keep their lives enriched – even though we have all collectively given up some activities that we love such as travel, dining out, getting together with friends, working out at the gym, playing pick-up ice hockey, and on and on.
Instinctively, I have been practicing useful coping skills that lift me up when I’m feeling particularly lonely or depressed with the on-going pandemic. These common sense strategies have sustained me and help keep me feeling positive and productive.
Exercise – even when we are not living in the midst of a pandemic, regular exercise that incorporates outdoor time are essential for my mental health. Just ask my husband! I get very, very grumpy if I don’t get in a good old-fashioned aerobic workout and an infusion of Vitamin D each day. Physical exercise activates some mighty impressive chemicals in the brain that aid in significantly improving one’s mood. In addition, the other healthy benefits of daily exercise include weight control, improvement and/or maintenance of some serious health conditions such as high blood pressure and increased energy levels. It doesn’t involve much time each day to reap these benefits. Establishing the habit and remaining committed is the key.
Many of the recent outdoor photographs on my blog are taken during my daily, brisk walks along our dirt roads. I embellish my walking routine with regular indoor workouts using several 30-minute intensive online exercise videos. (Thanks to sharing a membership to The Daily Burn website with my daughter-in-law and the recommended links my son sent me to some fierce exercise videos!) Occasionally, I bushwhack in the back country around my home on snowshoes for a change of pace and scenery.

Keep a Routine – Even though I’m not working right now, I’ve been trying to adhere to a consistent time to rise in the morning and retire for the night. It keeps me focused, ensures I’m getting enough sleep and gives me structure to the day – which I need. Part of that routine involves maintaining a weekly or daily “to-do” list and making a plan each day as to what I want to accomplish. Prioritizing as I jot down my thoughts over morning coffee, the list contains essential tasks alongside “fun” activities. I’ve never understood how other people navigate their day without a “to-do” list. My husband falls into this category! He’s always teasing me for my endless scraps of paper that give purpose and structure to my day. It’s a light-hearted jest and I remain undaunted in my effort to sway him to the benefits of making lists!
Eat Healthy Meals– This should go without saying, right? We should all strive for well-balanced meals. While I miss our dining out sojourns, I have found renewed pleasure in having the time to prepare newly discovered recipes. I’ve also returned to some “old” classic recipes that I have not served for years. Over the past nine months, I have been keeping some sourdough starter on hand and regularly cook with it. I’m happy to report that my sourdough pizza crust has been perfected over the course of the pandemic! We regularly enjoy sourdough pancakes once a week, and I’m trying to improve my sourdough bread technique.
Of course, I am not above incorporating some delicious “snack” foods into the mix! Who doesn’t enjoy a rich, decadent dish every now and then? I made a luxuriously rich, spicy Chili Con Queso dip with chips for our Super Bowl treat the other day and did not regret a single mouthful!
Engage in a craft or hobby – I have no shortages of hobbies to keep me busy! And some of these are not portable enough to take on the road. While sedentary here in Vermont, it’s been such a pleasure to start (and finish) some quilt projects while I have access to my sewing equipment. I’ve been wanting to re-organize our spare bedroom for years so that I have room to create a temporary sewing nook. With that chore accomplished, I can now sew without relinquishing access to our dining room table for days!
Focusing on a project keeps my mind occupied and I’m less likely to dwell on “pandemic” constraints. I’m in the middle of completing a new quilt for use as a sofa throw in the Airstream. I decided I needed a new color palette in the Airstream. This is what happens when I have time on my hands! I often use quilt designs that someone else has drawn up. I have an entire bookshelf devoted to quilting project books and magazines. These ready-made quilt designs detail fabric needs – making it so much easier for purchasing material.
Since I chose a quilt block pattern and am customizing this quilt, it was necessary to calculate my own fabric quantities. This turned out to be an hilarious exercise! With calculator, pencil and rough drawings on hand, I approximated my fabric needs several times and, each time, arrived at a different total! Even after several attempts at narrowing down the essential fabric yardage and landing on what I thought was the correct measurement, I found that I came up short with two of my 4 fabric choices! After reviewing my bin of left-over cloth, I altered my pattern by adding a fabric that I had on hand to make up some of the shortage. I still need to embark on another trip to the quilt shop for more light, tan material. Apparently, my math skills need some serious honing! 🙂

While I’ve been busy with my crafts, my husband has been refinishing some old furniture we’ve had stored in our basement for years as well as crafting new furniture. He designed a new coffee table using the base of a vintage woodstove salvaged from a construction site years ago. The “top” of the table was fashioned with several maple boards that he glued together, planed and finished with a polyurethane sealer. I love the way it turned out!

He’s now in the process of refinishing a 60’s era Lane square coffee table that we purchased years ago at an antique mall. Someone had painted over this beautiful walnut/ash table with bright blue paint and decoupaged fans of playing cards over the top. We bought it for use as a play table for my sons when they were small. Knowing it had the “Lane” stamp on it, we always thought that some day we’d return it to its more natural state. It’s coming along nicely. I still cannot figure out why anyone would paint over such a quality table!
Of course, now is also a perfect time to learn something new! Lately, I’ve been eyeing my abandoned ukulele sitting in the corner near my hall closet. Maybe it’s time to get that out again and reeducate myself!
Stay connected with family and friends– It’s important to remain in touch with those who do not share your household. Social media certainly helps in this regard. It’s not the same as a face-to-face encounter but with all the video conferencing options out there, it’s a reasonable substitute. We regularly talk on the phone with long-distance family and visit immediate family close by when it’s convenient. It helps fulfill that social connection we all need. I know some folks have established “pods” of friends who commit to safely sharing in-person visits with a limited number of people. We do not have anyone nearby who feels comfortable with this so we have not explored this option.
This has probably been the most difficult consequence of the pandemic to manage. I treasure our weekly chats on the phone with my sons, and my numerous phone calls to mom throughout the week. A few days ago, my sister and I sustained a 4-hour long phone conversation! I think that is a new record for us! 🙂
Just a simple email chain among friends can brighten my day. Our old Dartmouth book club group enjoys a remote connection right now. We share book recommendations and small insights into our daily lives right now. It keeps us connected and engaged.
I’m looking forward to starting my seasonal work in April. It will be nice to have some other social interactions for a change – however limited they may be.
Music– There is a healing aspect to music that can transcend all other therapies designed to boost our mood and improve our emotional health. I am addicted to Spotify. I also still have one of those old-fashioned turntables and regularly play my old vinyl records! Depending on my mood, I can choose between The Eagles or Norah Jones – Yanni or John Prine – Bonnie Raitt or Eric Church – Bob Seager or Bob Marley – the choices are limitless! I have found that spontaneously dancing by yourself in the middle of the day to Bob Seger’s “Old Time Rock and Roll” (or the Grateful Dead’s “Dancin’ in the Streets” or Bruce Springsteen’s “Dancing in the Dark” or The Rolling Stones “Start Me Up”) is rejuvenating and just plain fun! 🙂
Occasionally, I move all the living room furniture to the side and pull up one of my line dancing videos. All that muscle memory starts coming back and I’m immediately uplifted!
Meditation (and Yoga) – While I do not engage in either one of these relaxation techniques on a daily basis, I do practice them when I feel the need. Regular meditation is a such a great way to reduce stress and encourage relaxation and focus. I am conscious of the fact that I should try to engage in some form of meditation on a more daily basis. It’s my new goal over the next few months!
It’s been a long haul this past year. I’m hopeful that a positive change is on the horizon. In the meantime, stay safe, practice physical distancing, wear a mask, wash your hands – and, most importantly, find new ways to stay engaged with life!

Yesterday, we had the first really bright, sunny day in many weeks. And, also, one of the coldest days we’ve had all winter. I really needed to get outside, though, and pulled out the “really warm” outdoor gear for a brisk walk and photo shoot. Layers of clothing under my snow pants and a big, puffy, mid-calf down coat kept me toasty warm as I walked around the “neighborhood!” (An afterthought – wish I had some “Bernie” mittens to keep my hands warmer -ha, ha!)
My neighbor logs during the winter on family land that surrounds our property. His log pile keeps growing and growing! With the snow resting on the logs and the bright sunshine, I thought this photo would render well in black and white.

By the time I worked up enough energy to bundle up for my walk, the sun was already descending towards the horizon to the west and creating some awesome shadows.


One of my favorite locations along the Burlington Waterfront is the new city green space – Waterworks Park. What used to be a run-down parking lot along the lake has been transformed into a beautiful little park that sits behind the Burlington Water Works building. It was dedicated in 2019 and, in the summer, the garden beds are planted with native perennial flowers and grasses. There’s also access to the fishing pier from the adjacent small parking lot. With a 15-minute time limit enforced for parking, it’s best to access the area on foot or bicycle.
It’s a very short walk to the tiny park from the ECHO museum area along the bike path. Since this gem is hidden from view by the Burlington Water Works, it remains somewhat undiscovered and is a nice quiet place to enjoy the water!

I reach a point during this pandemic when I just need a change of scenery or else I think I might explode! With clear blue skies shining brightly at home this morning, my husband and I decided a road trip to the Burlington Waterfront was just what the doctor ordered!
As we drove along Route 89 heading northwest from Montpelier, I almost made the decision to turn around. There were ominous clouds hanging over the mountains as the Interstate wound its way toward Burlington and I was concerned that the city would be gray, windy and bone-chillingly cold. We persevered, however, and were rewarded with partly sunny skies over the lake and calm water!
It never fails to amaze me that I always discover something new along the waterfront. We decided to park in the ECHO Science Center lot since the museum was closed today and the lot practically empty. We pulled into a space facing the lake and, right in front of us, I noticed this sculpture garden that I had never seen before. It occupies the former site of the U.S. Naval Reserve on Lake Champlain and is a memorial to all those who served. If you are interested in more information, check out these sites about the Lone Sailor statue in Burlington and the History of the Lone Sailor in general.

I walk by this old roadside maple tree everyday trying to imagine how I might capture it in a photograph. I decided to focus on the large branch stretching out from the tree trunk. Framing the branch in an empty sky with a hint of the landscape beyond worked well to emphasize its regal presence!

“Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.”― Kahlil Gibran
A couple of weeks ago I was visiting my son and daughter-in-law in New Hampshire and looking for some reading material while sipping my morning coffee. My daughter-in-law thought I would be interested in reading some articles from a neuroscience journal she receives. While much of the research writing was way over my head, I was immediately struck by an article that examined the elements of wisdom as it applies to aging and loneliness. It was timely considering the isolation we have all been experiencing since the beginning of the pandemic.
As I read the article, absorbing its content, I began to think about wisdom in a broader sense. It occurred to me that perhaps what has been most absent in our country is our understanding and cultivation of wisdom. I would go even further as to propose that this lack of true wisdom in much of our citizenship has contributed to many of our deep-seated divisions and wide-spread intolerance. As I watched the inauguration of our 46th president this past week, I heard the word “wisdom” mentioned over and over.
It’s time for all of us to consciously recognize and nurture our path towards wisdom. Reviewing the aspects of wisdom put forth in this article, I’ve made a commitment to examine my own performance on the “wisdom” scale, identify my strengths and weaknesses with respect to each element and strive to improve each day – even just a little bit. I believe it is what we all must do as a nation and a world.
Wisdom has been defined in many ways for centuries. All of the following aspects can be found in various discussions on wisdom: the ability to express empathy and compassion, the use of emotional intelligence strategies in everyday life, the engagement of self-reflection, a willingness to be attentive and listen to other points of view, the capacity to give and receive advice, the ability to be decisive and the concern for and embrace of spirituality. We may never completely attain wisdom but I believe the importance is in the honest individual effort to try.
Part of my routine for nourishing my spiritual health includes my daily walks and photographic meditations along the way. Over the next few weeks, my challenge is to compose photos with an eye towards processing them in black and white.



On our snowshoe yesterday we hiked part of the snowmobile trail and then veered off onto our neighbors lands so as to make a loop back to the house. I love trekking through these high-elevation farm fields. The open meadows afford a view that is amazing in all directions.
I’m a tree person. I love trees. This old ash stands guard in the abandoned farm field across the road from us. It is so majestic. I’ve photographed it often. Yesterday traipsing through the fields, the landscape was so colorless that I thought the white of the snow and the dark silhouettes of the tree trunks and branches would make a decent black and white photograph. This was my best effort!

Since Christmas, I’ve enjoyed a short hiatus from photographing and writing. Sometimes it pays to break from a routine for a while so that you can come back refreshed and energized.
Yesterday, and into this morning, we had a snow storm that blanketed the landscape with a heavy, wet snow. It’s the kind of snow that sticks to tree limbs and often results in power outages. We had a few flickers during the day but luckily never lost power. Of course, with our back-up generator system in place, it’s no big deal now if we lose power but I still feel for those who do not have that option.
The winter wonderland scene is motivating us to get out today and snowshoe part of the V.A.S.T. snowmobile trail that crosses the road about a 1/4 mile from our house. So far this winter, we have had minimal snow coverage and the snowmobilers are not out in force yet. A perfect time to snowshoe the trail without being interrupted by the buzz of the snow machine engines and the smell of gasoline fumes! I do not begrudge the snowmobilers their love of the sport, it is just not my thing. I am thankful for the ability to use the trail network that runs near my home for skiing and snowshoeing!

As I contemplate the current state of our nation and the upcoming inauguration of our new president and vice-president, I am hopeful. Hopeful for – unity, not division – respect, not disdain – empathy, not malice – acceptance, not intolerance – truth, not lies. I wish for peace in the week ahead and enthusiastically welcome Joe Biden and Kamala Harris as the new leaders of the country.
On this eve of Martin Luther King Jr. Day, I’ll share one of his quotes that really resonates with me.
“If we are to have peace on earth, our loyalties must become ecumenical rather than sectional. Our loyalties must transcend our race, our tribe, our class, and our nation; and this means we must develop a world perspective.” ~ Martin Luther King Jr.

As a child, Christmas was a magical time of the year for me. It never seemed to matter that we did not have much money. Raised by a single mom, we really literally lived paycheck to paycheck. But, somehow, there were always plenty of presents under the Christmas tree each year – and we always celebrated the holiday with good food and good cheer.
My mom was a firm believer in the “lay-away plan” – a purchasing method whereby you made a deposit on items in a store and the store would “lay it away” while further payments were made. When paid in full, the items could be picked up. I’m not sure if this type of arrangement still exists today but I know it was how we were able to enjoy the excitement of a “gift-filled” Christmas morning!
Traditions are part of every holiday and we had our share of customs that we engaged in each Christmas season.

When my siblings and I were in elementary school (and before we were old enough to earn money), we were given a small amount of cash to purchase gifts for our relatives. It was such fun to shop and choose small, inexpensive but purposeful presents for our close family – perhaps a tie for my Uncle Roland, or socks – always socks – for someone!
Christmas was not Christmas without a trip to Longwood Gardens to drive through “Christmas Tree Lane” and view the trees all decorated with lights. That is a tradition that continued with my own kids for many, many years while I lived in Pennsylvania. I still visit Longwood to see their extensive light display if I’m in the area over the holidays. It has grown to be a very elaborate affair complete with colorful water fountain displays. I highly recommend it to anyone who has not enjoyed this holiday extravaganza.
When I was in high school, I joined the Presbyterian church down the street from our apartment. Two of my high school friends were members of the congregation and I participated in the church choir with them. For a couple of years, I sang with the choir in the candlelight midnight service on Christmas Eve. It is a memory that still brings tears to my eyes when I think about that candlelit atmosphere and the feeling of peace it evoked.
We would almost always wait until Christmas Eve to purchase our tree. My mother always bought our tree at the Christmas tree stand operated by the local boy scout troop. I also know that by Christmas Eve they were marking down the price of the trees, hence why we waited! I loved decorating the tree. Mom would always be the one to place the strings of lights on the tree, and then, we could decorate. Back then, we always started with “tinsel.” Mom was very particular about how we placed the tinsel on the tree – and surveyed our work closely! 🙂 We had to carefully place each strand as opposed to taking a clump and “tossing” it onto the tree – which is what we were tempted to do so that we could move on to the fun of placing the ornaments!

We had a cardboard Christmas Village set that we placed under the tree. There were little holes in the back of each house so that you could insert a light. The doors and windows were made of thick colored cellophane and the light created a nice, warm glowing effect. It is the set that I have today and is placed on my fireplace mantel.
These vintage cardboard Christmas Village sets have their origin in Germany. They are referred to as Putz houses. After World War II in the 1950’s, Japan started manufacturing these little houses and they were often sold in “five and dime” stores such as Woolworth’s. I’m fortunate to have these treasures in my Christmas collection!
I also have a few vintage ornaments from my grandmother’s household. This year, we chose to “fabricate” a small tree and I used only these old ornaments as decoration. They are so beautiful and colorful!

During these difficult times, it’s been hard for me to muster up much Christmas cheer this year. So, instead, I’m focusing on treasuring the memories of past holidays with family and friends and contemplating how we might reimagine Christmas next year.