Vermont Diary

“My *** is too wide. My ******* aren’t big enough. My ankles are thick. I don’t like my *******. I won’t go out in a swimsuit.” You do...

Before September 1, I had a busy life. So busy that I slept in my exercise tights so that I was ready to roll as soon as I woke. It was ve...

I have relatives and colleagues with obsessive compulsive disorder, and from time to time, I find I understand them very well. In the morni...

Today I am thankful (not in any order): 1. For the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade 2. For the pleasure of making pie 3. For a pumpkin that ca...

Some months ago, I read a description of Meyer lemons. So appealing was the verbiage that when I saw Meyer lemons in my local grocery store...

It’s the first hard frost tonight, they say, and the chill wind confirms. I spent the day cleaning up the garden, harvesting the herbs. I ...

I wish I had a different picture for today. A picture of myself dressed up in Corella’s hand made clown costume, which I embellished with e...

It's been a good six months of letting go, making myself space to consider new things. For four months, I have been getting stronger, f...

I thought it would be one of the dogs who had the first skunk encounter, but no, it was me! Driving down the hill, I saw a black spot on th...

I’m sitting in my study, a strange and jumbled room, the last in the house papered in one of the tiny florals beloved by the last owner. It...

It’s right around zero this morning, and I am grateful for the gift of a bed of coals that lasted the night. No struggle with insufficient ...