Oh yeah? What’s so Good about it?
Jesus
Tay-ex-isss
In Houston for a visit with the Reaves clan. Overheard at the hotel breakfast area this morning…
“gotta go put some gas in my truck… ”
“… pop a Red Bull …”
And, in homage to Hank Hill, the greatest TV dad ever
“I tell you what”
Welcome to Texas!
The ice and snow is melting, finally, along the banks of Whetstone Creek, revealing a whole season’s worth of washed up debris, and providing a glimpse of the plush rainbow snake, seldom seen this far north.
Sugar on snow
For the third time in our four Vermont winters, we went to a sugar on snow supper last night. New venue for us this time: the Guilford Community Church. The whole event was exactly the same as in West Brattleboro, however, down to the raffle with exactly one prize: a jug of maple syrup. We met some nice people, of a certain age, who seemed especially eager to tell their stories to a new audience.
The vernal equinox
Brattleboro has a rich protest tradition. I don’t know the details of TD Bank’s involvement in tar sands oil or the Keystone Pipeline, but I’m sure these guys would have told me if I had hung around.
Good to be home with St. Croix memories
Laundry day is the best
Brattleboro Adventure – the Auckland Edition 