By Merisa Sherman My sister and I would wake up all groggy and stiff, not having made the trip for a few months. It would be dark when we got out of the car and we would grab our backpacks, […]
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Mountain Times – Volume 50, Number 40 – Oct. 6-12, 2021
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Notice Vermont
By Merisa Sherman With great care, the BF lowered our favorite canoe into the water. With the new influx of cold weather, the water was perfectly see-through and you could see the sun shining on the rocks below the surface. […]
Grateful for these stolen moments
By Merisa Sherman I turned around and looked back behind me. The Green Mountains lay sprawled below, the once-green now beginning to turn myriad colors. Yes, the thin reds are beginning to pop and are doing so in a wide […]
2021 Fall Guide
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The leaves fall, the air thins creating crispness
By Merisa Sherman It’s been bugging me for almost a week, maybe even two. The plant border that I built during Covid has been slowly changing during that time, my beloved black mulch becoming almost buried. I had, of course, […]
Practicing up Pico peak
By Merisa Sherman We had been walking for what felt like hours. Walking and talking and chatting as we made our way up the work road, not even really noticing the steep incline. Well, almost. But those moments when your […]
The chefs we carry
By Merisa Sherman I carried a glass from its spot in the “breakables” closet and carefully set it on the table. We were getting ready for the big Christmas Eve dinner at our house and it was my job to […]
Watching the wave of day creep slowly across the planet
By Merisa Sherman As I stood at the water’s edge, it felt like forever since I had been here. Between the rain and the rain and the rain, there have been pieces missing in my life this summer and, unfortunately, […]
Revving and remembering
By Merisa Sherman We came in hot, like I knew we would, arriving in the parking lot with an empty tank of gas and 10 minutes before launch time. The gang was already assembled — it looked like we were […]