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#TBT Organic

Posted on September 24, 2015 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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Verses from a Vermont Hilltop

Posted on December 21, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

I found a book of poetry on the coffee table at the Ears, Nose and Throat office in Springfield, and borrowed it. Unless urgency insists I carry something to the house when I arrive at home, some items can get … Continue reading →

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Before

Posted on November 12, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

As promised, here is a picture of my new bike, as yet unnamed. It is also a ‘before’ picture to which we will look back and marvel. With God’s help I will stop thinking like a 30 year old and … Continue reading →

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Forward Motion

Posted on November 6, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

This week my students and my daughter are studying Inferences of Categorical Statements in Logic, taking a midterm on all the declensions in Latin, writing a paper on what they would be willing to work two years to accomplish, doing … Continue reading →

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Whether We Will Weather the Wild Weather

Posted on October 30, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

Robbo says we in New England live at the end of a weather funnel.  Weather from the southern US and from the west converges on our region, like water going down a drain. At the Montshire Museum in Norwich Vermont … Continue reading →

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Working on a Bridge

Posted on October 17, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

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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Japan

Posted on March 13, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

I have no words.  Just saw my first videos of the tsunami. I have heard from one Labo daughter, Kanae, who lives in the south. She has not been physically affected, but she grieves. The other is from Kawasaki, near … Continue reading →

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Give Me a Break

Posted on February 20, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

I felt tiny pricks of guilt now and again. Leaving the kids home with their college-age brother who would be more interested in doing his computer project than supervising chores. Supporting the conversion of a former farming community into a … Continue reading →

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Running away

Posted on February 15, 2011 by lettersfromheartscontent

My dad used to tell us four girls, “The first to get married gets the big wedding. The rest get $200 and a ladder.” Well, twenty-three years ago my childhood sweetheart and I got married in a snowstorm in Vermont. … Continue reading →

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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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