I've come to the conclusion that there was a tragic error made when I was born. I was meant to be a New Englander and somehow I was mistakenly given to some people who lived in the south. How did that happen?
We are in Vermont for a family wedding and I just may not get on the plane to come back to Kentucky. Above is the view off the porch of the house we've rented on the shores of Lake Champlain. Why would anyone ever leave? Some of my pleasure in being here is due in large part to the cooler temperatures. (I did see that it is 56 degrees at home on the farm this morning - just my luck to leave home when the heat finally breaks ..... oh well.)