Category Archives: Stories of Home

Evil Emily, GPS

Posted on February 6, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

“Always trust your instruments,” my husband says.  And that’s how we got into trouble, for not only was Emily linked to a satellite, but she spoke that cultivated Queen’s English that commanded our respect. We did not suspect our danger. … Continue reading →

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Organic

Posted on January 23, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

“I want to be a part of something bigger than myself.” I hear this more and more lately, an expression of our natural desire to know meaning and purpose in our lives.  Granted, some people seem to be satisfied to … Continue reading →

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Clowning Around

Posted on January 16, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

My son and I drove out last Thursday evening to see a clown. He was a local boy who went off to clown college and stayed with Ringling Brothers circus for several years before coming home to Saxtons River.  He … Continue reading →

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Gift Wrapped

Posted on January 2, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

We all have them, those memories that make us squirm and cringe.  Whether excruciatingly embarrassing or justly condemning, we have a permanent record of some really stupid moves. Like the time I swore a blue-streak at a pretty decent guy … Continue reading →

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Dappled Days; Home for Thanksgiving

Posted on November 28, 2010 by lettersfromheartscontent

This Thanksgiving we traveled to Mom-and-Dad’s.  For a few years we have been having Thanksgiving here in Vermont, and her home makes mine feel like a rustic log cabin (which it basically is). We watched How to Train a Dragon … Continue reading →

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Starting with a Good Breakfast

Posted on November 8, 2010 by lettersfromheartscontent

My kids are working hard. Their studies keep them at their desks all day long.  Granted, they could improve in the way they spend their precious time (couldn’t we all?) but the truth is, they have a lot to do … Continue reading →

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Oak-ay, Life is a Beech

Posted on October 26, 2010 by lettersfromheartscontent

You know how foliage glows luminously when the rising or setting sun shines behind it? I was struck with wonder at the Williams River valley as I came over the interstate bridge this late afternoon.  The flamboyant red maples are … Continue reading →

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