my old stomping grounds. Montpelier, Vermont. My daughter told me that when she grows up, she is going to be a millionaire. & own 15 houses. i can live in house she buys in Montpelier. i can’t wait 🙂
Category: Montpelier
snow touched every branch
that kind of contrast screams for black & white…Vermont in February.
Vermont through his eyes
I live in Alabama. Sunday afternoon, i spent working in my gardens–because it was 68 degrees. i had perennials peeking up through the dirt, and yet…i envied Kip’s thigh deep Vermont snow. I love Kip’s photography & he is generous enough to share them with me.
Vermont…i wish i was there
The first image is the state capital in Montpelier, Vermont. (I click my heels…I want to go home, i want to go home. Damn, I’m still in Alabama.) These amazingly beautiful images were taken by Kip Penniman, the lucky guy who lives there.
Vermont through his eyes
When i see Kip’s photography, i beg him to share it on my blog. See, he is where i wish i was. (I have been unable to return to Vermont due to multiple surgeries…but maybe this fall, I will get up there.) Kip (Kingman) is an amazing photographer & he captures everything i love about…
Vermont bridge in winter
strange to be posting a snow picture in the Alabama heat. but i’m working on editing all my Vermont pictures to show anyone who cares to look, where i come from. & where my heart aches to be. Every. Day. Of. My. Alabama. Life…
why my heart aches for Vermont
I grew up in Montpelier & Burlington Vermont. I am living my life in Alabama. I married an Alabama man. I love my husband’s family & I am grateful to every single one of them for welcoming a Vermont Yankee, a foodie, a farmer @ heart, Jewish, politically opposite woman into their large Catholic family….
the Vermont snowflakes
These images were taken with a Nikon D80 w/ a 40mm micro lens. Â Some images were taken with a 10x magnifying Vivitar filter. Â All images were photographed without a tripod–hand held @ about a 30th (or less) of a second. Â Kip used a scarf, removed from his freezer, as a soft place for the flakes…
free antidepressant
I grew up in Vermont. My parents will tell you it was six months of winter. I remember it as, “this is life & what else is there?” My parents had lived in other places & disliked the length of Vermont winters. When my mother was feeling blue from winter, she would take us to…
she has it all
one day a woman wished for wealth, and she became wealthy. But, she wasn’t happy. The woman wished to be famous, to seen by all. Still, she wasn’t happy. Then she wished to rule over everyone. She became very powerful. Still, she wasn’t happy. She kept demanding more & more things…growing ever more bitter, saying…
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