Feature in T.E.L.L. New England

I am thrilled my essay on Welcome Hill is featured in the spring issue of T.E.L.L. New England. Jenn and Ashley are so talented and have put together a truly beautiful magazine! 

Click HERE and follow the links to view the entire feature/issue. 

Apt...

One week in our new place. We're settling in. I love being able to pick up the CSA share on foot, running on quiet roads, and the spring-green hills on every side. It's exhilerating to catch up with friends and family - we've been "booked" every day since we arrived. It has been a rough month, too, but I am thankful for all the good things ahead.  


I've been playing with paint (photos from phone)...

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So True...

Loved this quote I saw earlier. Immediately thought "priorities" - especially in the middle of these last few exhausting weeks. I have a problem with messes, flux, and waiting. I suppose that's not so unique. :) 
 
There are so many things I want to let go. (Like I wrote about here.)

Hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend, my friends!   

"Best Friends"

Saw this little film on Garance Dore's blog. By Lena Dunham for designer Rachel Antonoff, it made me think of my sisters and other best friends. Enjoy!

Welcome Hill

 My sis and me at Welcome Hill, 1987. This would be a perfect morning to visit...

Happy Spring!

Happy Spring, my friends! The weather in Vermont has been a bit fractious lately and this is one of those mornings seemingly meant to convince us the season has commenced. There's a stream and pond behind the Inn and I tiptoed around after breakfast this morning, trying not to disturb a pair of ducks (or loons?), and snapping pictures with my phone of the damp hillside and the daffodils.

What makes you think of spring? Do you have any special rituals you associate with the season? 

This Must Be

I've moved about twelve times since leaving home for university. I love traveling...I rather detest moving. I'm a planner, I like things to be figured out in advance and organized. Moving = chaos. Still, I'm excited about this journey and the place I'm about to live.

Moving house, 2008

 Found this in a file of poetry I wrote while packing up my apartment in 2008:


"The four square rooms of my flat are white, bare, and clustered with stray, over-filled  boxes. I stand in the middle of all this, unseeing, my mind already gone to my new home.

This must be what waiting for heaven is like."

  

Fetching Lambs

For friends who asked, here's a link to my essay "Fetching Lambs" which won the Ralph Nading Hill Literary Prize in 2011. The contest is sponsored by Vermont Life Magazine and GMP.
 

Hinesburg, VT, 2009.

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Grammie and Gramps

Found this photo of my Grandma Alice and Grandpa Pasquale "Charlie" LaRosa in an old photo album the other day. I snapped the picture on their anniversary at my childhood home in Putney. As I turned the album page and saw their picture, I thought I smelled Grandma for a moment, then realized I had tucked a sample of her favorite perfume behind the photograph. Love these two, miss them. How did I get so lucky when it comes to loved ones? 

My mom had some family film reels from the late 1950's/early 1960's preserved on CD. It's fun to watch my mom as a curly-haired little girl chase her brother around the beach in Maine and my Grandma looking serene and gorgeous in her cotton shirt and shorts and red lipstick. There's footage, too, of a cabin in foliage season in the Northeast Kingdom, ice skating with uncles, Harris Hill Ski Jump in Brattleboro, and my Great Aunt Fran and Great-Grandmother LaRosa's return to Sicily on the Andrea Doria in the 1950's. Beautiful!

Hope you have a happy Monday. At the Inn, we just said goodbye to some wonderful guests in town for a taping of NPR's Says You at the Opera House. There's cleaning to be done, and packing. The sun is reflecting off the river below us and it's a perfect day for a run. Here's something I've been listening to while writing recently...  

  Rue des Trois Freres, Fabrizio Paterlini

Year of the Blog

In the ancient Chinese tradition, I believe 2013 is the year of the blog...? :)

This seems the perfect time to start blogging again, lest I "pave the road to hell," etc. etc. 2012 sure was interesting, but I'm ready for a fresh start - or as Anne Shirley might say: "Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?" The retrospective will have to wait.
I've been rehearsing Bob Chilcott's "Requiem" and Morten Lauridsen's "Lux Aeterna"  - two of the most gorgeous pieces I've ever sung - with the Brattleboro Concert Choir under the direction of Susan Dedell. (Attend our concerts on the 12th and 13th if you're nearby and thus inclined). Re-joining this amazing community and singing these pieces has been an experience of faith and light - "lux" - learning to let go. 

Part I, Morten Lauridsen's "Lux Aeterna"

"All is well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well" 
- Julian of Norwich

Photo from our performance. Credit: Brattleboro Music Center.