After the lovely Finger Lakes Region of New York State, we veered north and headed into Vermont.
As torrents of rain were in the forecast, we ditched our camping plans spent a couple of days at an Air B&B in the mountains. The rain didn’t pan out and I had non-camping guilt, but it was lovely to have some space to stretch out and I decided to let it go. We unhitched our bikes and did some riding, and explored a few rivers with bare feet in the cold, mountain water.
To all of us, Vermont was reminiscent of the forests of Northern Wisconsin overlaid on the landscape and community of the Driftless. It feels like home. And we exhaled.
From the mountains in the south we traveled northward to visit with some dear friends we haven’t seen for a couple of years. We spent a week with them on our last eastward journey 2 1/2 years ago, and we were looking forward to some time together again–for spoon carving, for coffee drinking, for laughter and conversation.
They delivered all of that and more (of course).
As the icing on the cake, on our last day, we piled in the van and they took us to Bread and Puppet. Such a feast for the senses, the heart, and the mind!
Here’s a tiny sliver of all that we saw…
If you haven’t heard of Bread and Puppet, here is founder Peter’s own words. (Peter, pictured above, founded Bread and Puppet in 1963 and is still at the helm.)
“We are the Bread & Puppet Theater because we offer good old sourdough rye bread together with a great variety of puppetshows, some good, some not so good, but all for the good and against the bad. The art of puppetry helps women, men and children alike to overcome the established order and the obsessive submission to its politics and consequent brutalities.”
The performances were unapologetic, pointed, and timely. Some were humorous, others thought-provoking and most were politically sharp. They opened doors to many conversations with my kids in the following days about current immigration policies, consumerism, political action, civil disobedience, and the power of the people.
I was grateful for the opportunity to attend, and have my mind widened and heart opened just that much more.
And now, we’re bound for points further south. To the Atlantic! And to the International Herb Symposium in Norton, MA.
Perhaps I will see a few of you there? Be sure to swing by my booth and say hello. I’ll have be signing books, selling soap, and enjoying the beautiful company of this sure to be lovely event.
See you soon, dear ones!
2 thoughts on “Postcard 3: Vermont”
I love your post about Vermont! Glad you got to experience Bread and Puppet, it’s pretty special! I am a Vermonter, I always enjoy your stores abs your photos are spectacular. I was wondering what camera do you use to take them? Thanks! Jennifer
Hi Jennifer, I have shot with a variety of Nikon cameras through the year, most recently a D60. I’ve purchased all of them second hand and have used the same lenses on all of the bodies. Be well!