Happy Friday friends! I hope your week is finishing well! On Wednesday I took my first southern crossing from Essex to Charlotte for the season, and for thirty quiet minutes the world felt slower again.
Blue water.
Lake air.
Wind in my hair.
A flowy skirt catching the breeze.
No rushing. Just ordinary beauty that restores you slowly.
Afterward, I drove through Vermont with the windows down, sipping my favorite drink — ice water — and marveling at the beauty surrounding all of us.
This is just one of the reasons I love the Lake Champlain region so deeply. As we slowly say goodbye to a very long winter, life here in new ways makes room for wonder, quiet rituals, and the kind of quiet moments of simple beauty and noticing the world around us.
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Love this! I went to the University of Vermont for debate camps in college. We would fly into Boston and drive to Vermont and everything seemed so beautiful and green (we get so dry in our area in Summer - everything is brown). We would go down to the Lake at least once or twice while we were there and I loved it. Your description captures it so well! Thanks for bringing back those memories (it was Summers of 95, 96 and 97. So long ago.
ReplyDeleteAWW I LOVE this story!! Thank you so much for sharing this!!! Where are you located that everything is brown in the summer? I am picturing the desert but could be totally off! :) AWW I am SO glad you commented to share these memories!!! Have a wonderful day!
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