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Welcome to My Green Vermont

I was born in Barcelona, where I went to a school run by German nuns, studied solfeggio, and played the violin. When I was ten, my parents and I moved to Ecuador, where I had a number of exotic pets and strange adventures. Four years later, we landed in Birmingham, Alabama. None of us spoke English, and the strange adventures continued. (Many of these appear in My Green Vermont.)

Survived high school. Got B.A. in French and Biology, Ph.D. in Romance Languages (French and Spanish). Gave up the Church and the violin, got married, had two daughters, taught at a liberal arts college in Maryland. Also grew veggies, made bread, kept chickens, milked goats, and wrote for newspapers and magazines. I got bored with teaching, took up running, and went into higher ed administration. I was diagnosed with chronic fatigue syndrome (ME/CFS), and learned to live in a totally different way.

I started My Green Vermont when we moved to that state. For ten years I lived with my spouse, three dogs, twelve hens, two goats, and assorted passing wildlife in a house on a hill, surrounded by fields and woods. In 2014, we moved to a cottage in a continuing care residential community near Lake Champlain. Gave up livestock and vegetable gardening in favor of wild birds, honeybees, a little red dog, and a gray cat.

My Green Vermont is a fertile compost pile made up of stories about the weirdness of growing up in three countries and three languages; portraits of beloved animals, both wild and domestic; and reflections on aging, being kind to the earth, and staying as calm as possible. I hope you will visit often, and add your own stories and reactions.

My Green Vermont
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The Snake, The Egg, And I

My chicken coop is a haven of peace and contentment, and gathering eggs is my favorite job. The sun streams through the dusty window, a couple of hens walk around

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Good Food In Bad Times

Thinking about good food and good fortune this Christmas Eve… The Spanish Civil War ended in 1939, leaving the country in ruins. By the time I was born in the

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Preparations

Here are some things that, from the beginning of my married life, I have done in preparation for Christmas: –Sewed shirts for my husband\’s father and brother. This was when

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The Geese In The Cathedral

This is the time of year when my mother would take me to Barcelona’s Gothic Quarter, where the Christmas Fair was held held right up against the walls and buttresses

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December, 2008 “Dressing Up”

I miss dressing up every day. Although I used to work in academia, where down-at-the-heel looks were considered a sign of intellectual rigor, I could never embrace that aspect of

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My Green Vermont
Latest Posts

The Snake, The Egg, And I

My chicken coop is a haven of peace and contentment, and gathering eggs is my favorite job. The sun streams through the dusty window, a couple of hens walk around

Read More »

Good Food In Bad Times

Thinking about good food and good fortune this Christmas Eve… The Spanish Civil War ended in 1939, leaving the country in ruins. By the time I was born in the

Read More »

Preparations

Here are some things that, from the beginning of my married life, I have done in preparation for Christmas: –Sewed shirts for my husband\’s father and brother. This was when

Read More »

The Geese In The Cathedral

This is the time of year when my mother would take me to Barcelona’s Gothic Quarter, where the Christmas Fair was held held right up against the walls and buttresses

Read More »

December, 2008 “Dressing Up”

I miss dressing up every day. Although I used to work in academia, where down-at-the-heel looks were considered a sign of intellectual rigor, I could never embrace that aspect of

Read More »