I enjoy the juxtaposition of the vagaries of the climate and the steady rhythms of life here.
Folks have been tending to the chores of spring for generations, knowing well that they really can't depend upon the hand that nature will deal them. Planting a garden in Vermont amounts to an act of faith. Will our sweat and toil be rewarded by abundance enough to share with our friends and extended families, or will a killing frost render these efforts exercises in futility. And I have planted more than a garden this year. My family was recently faced with a tough decision, do we leave this place and the people whom we have come to know and love, or do we stay and make a commitment.