This morning I drove up and over the Rochester Gap, and here's the view from the top...Killington and Pico peaks. A bit up the road, I think I spotted Stowe. I pulled over to the side of the road, got out and breathed in the view. I felt more space in my soul.
And here's Seasoned Books, the reason I drove over the gap. It's a wonderful spot to browse, check e-mail, sip a cup of something hot, snack or have lunch (locally grown when possible). The interior walls are hand painted with birds perched on trees, in soft, pastel colors. If you want to find a book on homesteading, sustainable gardening, cooking, spirituality or local Vermont gems, this is your place. It's full of good karma.
And I had the most bizarre, magical experience last night. I was awakened at 2 in the morning by a weird noise. I got up and looked out the window. There, in the moonlight, were two neighbor horses, romping in the moonlight, right outside my window. They are huge draft horses, caramel colored with pale manes and their hooves shook the ground. I thought maybe it was some sort of dream, but when I went out early this morning with my cup of tea, I found these hoof prints!