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Penguin Plunge 2020
By February, Lake Champlain is largely frozen over, the ice and layers of snow glisten in the sunshine even under blistery temperatures. However, by Burlington’s Waterfront Park, the ice and...
Penguin Plunge 2020
By February, Lake Champlain is largely frozen over, the ice and layers of snow glisten in the sunshine even under blistery temperatures. However, by Burlington’s Waterfront Park, the ice and...
From the Mountains to your Sofa
A friend once told me, that the great thing about flannel is that you can take it anywhere. You can take it, high up the rocky trail of a mountain...
From the Mountains to your Sofa
A friend once told me, that the great thing about flannel is that you can take it anywhere. You can take it, high up the rocky trail of a mountain...
Happy Holidays, May they be Decked in Flannel
The stockings have been hung and the house is covered in the mayhem of last minute holiday wrapping and the frustration involved with tape with subpar teeth. The radio says...
Happy Holidays, May they be Decked in Flannel
The stockings have been hung and the house is covered in the mayhem of last minute holiday wrapping and the frustration involved with tape with subpar teeth. The radio says...
Thanksgiving Feast
Guess what day it is?! The best day of the year, at least in my humble opinion, so gobble from the rooftops ladies and gents, just make sure your footing...
Thanksgiving Feast
Guess what day it is?! The best day of the year, at least in my humble opinion, so gobble from the rooftops ladies and gents, just make sure your footing...
The Holidays, a Toast from Vermont
The air burns the lungs, and you can feel it descend upon exposed skin, your hair rises and breath crystallizes against your scarf, but it is quiet, so quiet that...
The Holidays, a Toast from Vermont
The air burns the lungs, and you can feel it descend upon exposed skin, your hair rises and breath crystallizes against your scarf, but it is quiet, so quiet that...
The Eleventh Month and Flannel
“His beard was all colors, a grove of trees in autumn, deep brown and fire-orange and wine-red, an untrimmed tangle across the lower half of his face. His cheeks were...
The Eleventh Month and Flannel
“His beard was all colors, a grove of trees in autumn, deep brown and fire-orange and wine-red, an untrimmed tangle across the lower half of his face. His cheeks were...