It was supposed to be a blizzard, and maybe it even was. They were predicting winds of up to 50 miles per hour, a biting cold just warm enough for googobs of snow, sleet, and…
In 2003 our family moved to the mountains of Vermont. We had long lived in the city and had gotten a crush on the idea of country living from many long weekends up here leaf peeping and being tourists. Turns out we knew nothing about living in the country, or what it was like to live in the mountains where the winters are long and the rules were all different ...read more
