Mysterious Beauty

For most of my childhood, my family had a home in northern Vermont. It was a home base during my family's peripatetic years, and it remained our fond home after we had moved to Illinois and it no longer made sense to have a home in the northeast. And so Vermont became an adopted home, … Continue reading Mysterious Beauty

Through the Eyes of a Child

To Kill a Mockingbird was on TV last night, and I am (not) embarrassed to admit that I was an utterly broken, weeping mess by the end. I've probably watched the movie dozens of times; I watched it well before I ever read the book—before I could even read—since it was a favorite in my … Continue reading Through the Eyes of a Child