Letter from Vermont

What a blessing to experience the first stirrings of Spring after what has been a Winter of considerable stamina here in the Green Mountains.  We thought Springtime would be a promising moment to begin our new blog.  In choosing a title, we take a page from Alistair Cooke’s celebrated “Letter from America,” which aired on the BBC from 1946 – 2004.  In fact, the first Letter from America was broadcast this very week in that first post-war Spring. 

While Spring is indeed stirring, Winter is still with us this afternoon … stubborn snowbanks couch against the house up to the dining room windows.  The air remains fresh and cold, and the woodsmoke elegantly curls up from the chimneys against the strong blue sky.  The more cautious of the local drivers keep the snowtires on their cars because “you never know:”  Jack Frost may give us one final messy storm as a remembrance to carry us through to his return in October or – dare we dream? – November.  The robins, though, are hopping all over the lawn under the feeders and the shrubs, and the brook is running high and quick, harbingers and heralds of the Spring we know must surely supplant Winter before long.

We hope to make our letter from Vermont a bit of a postcard for those who read it.  We always enjoy receiving those little carefree notes that let us know someone was thinking of us when they were on their vacation; a card not because it was Christmas, or because someone had a birthday, but simply a note to acknowledge a relationship when it wasn’t required to do so, and to share the delight of spending time in a special place.  Vermont is a special place for us, and perhaps to you, too, and we are blessed to live and work here amidst its beauty in all its changing seasons.  Thanks for reading our letter; we hope you are enjoying Springtime where you are.