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November 3rd, 2015
It was early August, and our family’s minivan was midway across the Connecticut River bridge between New Hampshire and Vermont, headed home from a visit to Rhode Island, when it hit me: Road trips with our children no longer felt like extended torture sessions! In fact, road trips with our children had become…enjoyable!
The geese can’t quite tell
where they’re going one field
to the next, looking for wheel-
ruts and cornstalks, a wet place
to spend the night.
The moon having risen,
the stars somehow fallen.
Telling isn’t it, how even
they can’t navigate
without one of them leading,
sensing there’s a field
Last week in my “Around the Bend” column, I declared that as the Addison Independent’s community calendar editor, I felt that I should make more of an effort to attend at least some of the community events I compile each week. Along with that, I promised to write about my experiences, in blog form. So here it is: the first installment of my new Addison Independent blog, “Out and About.”
Middlebury Agway presents the
“I don’t think we’re going to come in last this year!” my daughter marveled as we turned onto Main Street after taking our “shortcut.”
Fences Without Borders
My neighbor leans a shovel against his wild
apple, so it appears he, or someone, can shovel
a tree-full of drops under the electric fence.
The cows wander over this fifth day
of October our government is making excuses
for the bombs they dropped undercover.
The cows risk themselves for sweet, rotting apples.
So we can see bodies stacked by a trunk.
Stuff expands to fill the space available.
I’m not a physicist, but I’m pretty sure that’s a proven fact. It may even fall under Newton’s first law of motion: an object in motion will not change its velocity unless an external force acts upon it. Except in this case, the objects in motion are our family’s possessions, and the external force is me.
I am on a mission to get rid of our stuff.
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