Peaceful Christmas
Christmas is drawing near and I thought it time to start with a few holiday posts. I moved to Vermont almost 30 years ago after just a few visits, lured by the peace and beauty it offered. Living in overcrowded suburbia, not ever far from the city, had taken its tole on my heart, soul and mind. It is a decision I have never regretted and have been living and painting life in these beautiful mountains ever since.
posted by Pam at 1:12 PM
7 Comments:
I remember Vermont from a few trips out that way. It is indeed a beautiful place! The cold would be too much for me personally... so I'll have to settle for pictures. LOL
Peace,
~Chani
You live in a beautiful place, and it is nice to be out of the city. We're in town now, but it's still too big sometimes -- especially with those box stores on their way.
Vermont is beautiful and you really captured its tranquility in your art. xxoo
Pam, your pictures are lovely and so peaceful. It would seem that we have a lot in common...I think you said you lived in Newton, Ma. at one time...very near my home in Wellesley.
Vermont is one of my favorite spots to visit and I love the people...maybe we'll meet one day.
Beautiful, restful, peaceful picture. I am discovering as I age and come closer to my true self that I am allergic to traffic and shopping. I can see how you made the big decision 30 years ago.
I went to the Middlebury Summer Language School one summer. There I was, without a car, without a phone (1985), and having signed a pledge to speak no English for six weeks. I walked/jogged on the country roads and shouted French to the cows.
Maybe you will blog about some specific sites to see in Vermont. I have been hankering to cross the Long Island Sound and explore the neighboring states.
It looks a lovely place and one I've always said I'd visit at some point. You're pictures will keep it alive for me in the meantime, so thanks
At 36, I'm at that half way point of yearing for the major stimulation of a city (New York in a highrise on Central Park sipping cappucinos) or a tranquil existence in the woods of a small town. Maybe I'll retire in two cities. But then I'd be like one of those yuppies hated by the locals, neither fish nor fowl. Making me sometimes feel how I do right now. Which would show that some people never do change, do they? Ha. Love your posts. Simply beautiful. (PS: My mom grew up in Revere, Massachusettes near Kelly's Fish Tacos!)
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