There is a Season

One of our favorite fall views, from the top of the treehouse at Happy Valley Orchard.

We’re sleeping with the quilt on almost every night. In the mornings, we wake to the sound of acorns crashing onto the roof as squirrels busily gather them from the oak tree. The sunlight has turned a deeper gold, and our eyes are peeled for new, colorful patches of foliage. Our second fall in Vermont is beginning.

When our family moved from California to Vermont, everyone assumed that our biggest adjustment would be the weather….

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In Praise of School Days

If you see me around town these days, you may notice my crazed grin. You may notice an extra bounce in my step. You may notice that I appear to be missing two-thirds of my children.

This year, two of our three daughters are in preschool three days a week.

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