Vermont: And the Smallest City in America

Lovely Vergennes just happens to be the smallest city in America.  I kid you not.  But what it lacks in size, it certainly makes up for in charm.

Nothing more charming than French pastries at Laundry on Main Street. Written up in Food and Wine and no wonder.

Simply charming.

Vermont: And the Tale of a Beautiful Fall Day

So much to see, so much to do in Vermont.  We ventured over the Lincoln Gap, winding up and up and then down and down to the lovely towns of Warren and Waitsfield.

And then we found a beautiful little store with magical Christmas items and lovely wine. Crowded with holiday shoppers and bustling clerks.  And the most amazing miniature Christmas trees made out of luxurious green feathers which found their way into my shopping basket. 

As the sun set on the Inn in Waitsfield, I decided it was a perfect Vermont day.

 

Vermont: and a Far Off Place Called Jakarta

I boarded the plane.  Oh, it was more than a day ago.  And I was not happy.  Not happy to be facing 26 hours of travel.  Not happy to be away from the kids.  Again.  You see, I have been away too much this year and it is hard.  Hard on them.  Hard on my wonderful husband.  Hard on my aging body.

So , here it is 530 am in this far off place called Jakarta and I can't sleep.  Too much on my mind.  Too many worries that I tried to leave at home that traveled with me on the plane.

Like Hurricane Sandy and our house in New York.  Friends still without power.  People hurting and homeless.