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About lettersfromheartscontent
I'm a writer working on YA fiction. I am also a mother of six, grandmother, wife to a forester, former homeschool teacher and tutor with Classical Conversations. Now retired from teaching Music at a small Christian school. In retirement I am writing, care-giving, decluttering, and calling village dances in order to give groups of strangers the joy of accomplishing something good together.Working on a Bridge
Did you see the covered bridge that went downstream when hurricane Irene slammed Vermont? The Bartonsville covered bridge used to stand a mile downstream from where I live. Every Tuesday on our way to Classical Conversations we would drive through … Continue reading →
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Bridge to Understanding
Whenever I have found myself standing next to a postcard rack I always looked for the Bartonsville covered bridge. I rarely found it, but I invariably walked away secretly satisfied. Vermont postcards and calendars focus on more famous and picturesque … Continue reading →
Pondering the Nature of the Soul
The voice begins at unexpected intervals. Yesterday it interrupted my driving. “You’re not that good, really. You can pretend to be a tutor, but you know you’re faking. And what about your housekeeping? Or canning? The beans are rotting in … Continue reading →
View from My Bicycle
I have just returned from a long bike ride. Long for me; it was 14 miles, about 3 miles of which was straight uphill, though not all at once. For a lady who has been sedentary for 17 years of … Continue reading →
He wants to be a…what?!
The son who wears button-down shirts with graph paper motifs knew he wanted to be an inventor when he was four years old, and he is on a course to be a Research and Development engineer. The daughter who cheerfully … Continue reading →
Mock Trial is Over
Well! We met for Mock Trial this morning, and what an amazing event it was. The Challenge B tutor from Connecticut and I from Vermont brought our two classes together for a combined performance at the courthouse in Northampton, Massachusetts. … Continue reading →
I, IV, V, I
Teen Challenge sang for us in church today, reminding me as they do every year of the joy I felt as a new Christian. Maybe they came to First Congregational feeling out of place, but during Sunday School Robbo stood … Continue reading →
Andrew Kern Interview
Andrew Kern of Circe Institute and Lost Tools of Writing is the seasoned miner on the hill who points out the vein to follow as I dig gold that will buy me a character of virtue. Intensely desiring to become … Continue reading →
Reverberation
Today Molly played for the last time with a fine group of young musicians, the Green Mountain Youth Symphony. When we signed her up for a year of orchestra we did not realize extraordinary caliber of its conductor, Bob Blais. … Continue reading →
Quicker than a blink
On Friday I was frantic. After working with my kids on their papers in the morning, I had just a few hours to get a handout booklet prepared for an upcoming SAT Essay writing workshop (they had to be turned … Continue reading →
Letters from Heart's Content 