See if you can find me in this “entr’action” photo (by Caroline Tuchscherer from Montréal) from the weekend karate training camp (gasshuku) at Green Mountain Dojo in Stowe, Vermont, run by longtime friends of my heart and J’s, Tom and Toni Flynn.
After the training, Monday morning I was entrusted with the keys to the official Green Mountain vehicle, drove one hour north to the Northeast Kingdom, and finally met our Karen, her splendid husband Allan, and their 47 milk cows! (Plus two dogs, two neighbors, and more than a dozen chickens.) A cow licked my hand, I held warm newly-laid eggs in said hand, and most of all I got to lay eyes on (and arms around) one of my best blogfriends and her good man. New friends of my lonely heart.
As a bonus, I learned what a three-titter is! (Spud, so sorry I missed you by a couple of hours.)
The most striking thing about Vermont per se is its luminous sky. It’s almost always full of dramatic, puffy white clouds, and the day seems lit not by the sun but by the silvery, icy light of these clouds, which makes the green land and blue sky look hyperreal.
it’s not the sun but
the icy-white clouds that light
I’ll post more pix as they come to light.