Some twenty years ago…
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That’s one of the Three Sisters mountains in the back, a distinctive ridge line for which the town is known. My best not-a-farmer guess on the cover crop? Oats.
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On a quick trip to VT this past weekend, I was struck with the many patches of wild lupines growing on the roadsides. They remind me of the black-eyed susans and daisies that will soon follow in these places, but less egalitarian and more patrician in their bearing. The meadows were also a sight to behold; the grasses are spring green and knee high, and waving with the winds. Summer beckons!
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Taken over a quarter of a century ago, on slide film. Steve (third from left) and Laurie lived in a shack right on that stream in the background, and welcomed many a soul there for some serious R and R.
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There are a number of photographs in the Vermont Exit Ramps book that translated well into print, but this one – across two pages – was particularly striking. Taken at the St. Johnsbury Farmers’ Market.
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