There’s always something magical about that first snowfall – especially on a mountain range across the valley.
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I love how the craftsperson here went an extra mile – incorporating the vernacular of the area into this simple project. It reminds me of the works exhibited at the now defunct (and much lamented) Stratton Arts Festival that was held every fall at Stratton Mountain. Only VT artists and craftspeople could enter – and it was an incredible show, always. Some of my favorites over the years included a blazer made entirely of cedar shingles (it looked like you could wear it to a formal dinner) and an actual cord of wood with the top dusted in gold sparkled paint. I miss the VT ethos in those shows: a sublime blend of humor, intelligence and skill grounded in the natural world. This piece of art would have felt at home there.
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On a back road deep in the Northeast Kingdom, some cairns along the roadside, and then this sign. I did walk around the corner, how could I not ?
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I discovered this valley a couple of years ago, and purposely went back there this year – in part for this spectacular view.
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In 1948, Stan Jones wrote Ghost Riders In The Sky, which became one of the greatest cowboy songs of all time. It’s a cautionary tale on changing one’s ways, about a thundering herd of red eyed, steel-hooved cattle that endlessly roam the sky, and the cowboy spirits forever damned to chase them. He originally heard the story, perhaps derived from an old European folk tale, when he was 12 years old. The song was recorded by over 50 artists; one of the most popular versions is by Johnny Cash, with a live version here.
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It’s increasingly rare to find a stand of these in New England; invasive swamp grasses have moved in on a grand scale. These plants used to be a food staple, different parts used at different times of the year; perhaps they will make a comeback via the localvore movement.
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