life in general

Last fall, a few days before Thanksgiving, our oldest Scotch Highland cow had a calf we weren’t expecting.  There was very little snow, One day old although it was cold, and the cows were trekking down the hill below the barn to the far end of their pasture.  Maybe they thought they might find some […]

Until I moved to Vermont I thought I would always be a reader of other people’s stories. But after I had lived here for a few years, I began to want to show people what late twentieth century Vermont was like in all its wonderful complexity. What I try to do is to write the […]