Vermont: And Little Local Finds

On my bad days, I think about all that I miss in DC.  I won't go into that list here.

On my good days, I look out my window and see fresh falling snow.  I marvel at the tenacity and drive of Vermonters I meet every day.  I love my yoga instructor.  I cherish the time I get with my kids when they pop in and out of my home office on the weeks when I'm not working in DC or abroad.

And local products. Now, that is something that is very, very good.  Local cheeses.  Local vegetables. And, yes, even local wines.

I've been relishing some new finds lately in Middlebury, like a lovely little store called Clementine.

Maybe I'll share with you some of my recent goodies one day soon.

Vermont: And What a Holiday

It's Thursday. But it feels like Monday here. An exhausted, full weekend kind of Monday. The kind that makes you want to drink a lot of coffee, even though you know you shouldn't.  Or put your head down on your desk. Which you definitely shouldn't.

Outside my window, it's snowing like mad. And oh, so very, very cold.  So, the fire is going, my woolly socks are on and I'm in my ski pant layers.

The kids are back at school. The house is oddly, oh so oddly, quiet. That's a sound I haven't heard in almost 2 weeks.

Happy New Year!