Hello all, Sorry for the days without posting. It has been difficult for me to post anything because I start negatively talking to myself which puts me in a depressive mood. Today, I went outside and basked in the 59-degree weather. I took my daughter outside and jumped in the puddles. Most of the time living in Vermont I feel like an outside not only that because I wasn’t born here, but also and African American is rarely seen in these parts. I usually get the “What are you doing here” stares, so when I got it today I just couldn’t take it. It made me angry I am just like anyone else around here just trying to make a living and provide for my family. I love Vermont, other than the unbearable winters I do love the clean air and the ability to visit the farm and purchase the really genuine maple syurp. All I am trying to say is that the stares aren’t necessary folks. I know I am different from you, but instead of staring how about offering a hand of friendship and welcome?
Good Evening Readers, sorry that I am posting so late it is wonderful to have a child the adores your every motion, but on days that I have things I would like to do it make time seem like there is not enough in a day. Today reached up to 30 degrees, and dear me if I tell you I was outside basking in the sun as much as I could. I even went to the library today.
Today reached up to 30 degrees, and dear me, I tell you I was outside basking in the sun as much as I could. I even went to the library today.
The picture above I took on my way to the library (please keep in mind I was the passenger). Looking out the window all I could see for miles are trees covered in snow. If you look hard at this picture it is almost like the trees were dancing and were making their final pose. I don’t go out much in the winter unless I have to work, but since I recently quit my job going out seem like an impossible task, but not today. I walked right outside with my Muck boots and marched my way to the post office and even took a little walk. If you have environmental depression (depression caused by lack of sunlight or lack of Vitamin D) I suggest you muster all your energy and enjoy the 30 degree days while we have them. Until next time readers. 🙂
Hello Word press fans, well the soon to be fans; I am writing from the No-Ever-heard of Brownsville Vermont. I am what you call a Transplant Vermonter, which means I wasn’t born here. I am from Queens, New York. I bet you are wondering what is a city girl like me doing in a frozen tundra of New England, I would have to reply Family. It is the best place I know of to raise a child and not have corruption of city life. The photo featured above was taken today at 5:00 pm.This is the view of my backyard. It has that nice winter scene going, on doesn’t it. I hope this blog helps new people that come to live here in Vermont. It is not for the faint of heart to settle here. If you hate the cold, go somewhere else. If you don’t like mud (definitely do not come here). There is such a season called “mud season” and it is exactly how you would imagine (Mud Everywhere). Well, if you want to continue this blog journey with me I will post once a day about my days here in the Green Mountain State.