Meditative Prose
Monday, 16 February 2009
Photo by MemaNH
I am curious as to what life holds for me and Sarah after the wedding. We love Burlington, but we’ve been talking about moving to a smaller town for a long time now. I was writing about Lewisburg the other day, and I got caught up in a rapture thinking about that place — not specifically Bucknell’s campus, although some of it (Bucknell Hall and the grove) has a kind of magical significance in my memory. But the town itself, with all its churches and old Victorian painted ladies, and the three-globed street lamps, and the river, and the railroad bridge, and the dogwoods and cherry trees and magnolias blooming… All that has contributed to my idea of the ideal town.
We’re not done with Vermont just yet. This spring we are going to join a car-share program and take day-trips to different small towns. There are so many parts of this beautiful state that we’ve heard about but never seen! There’s actually a region called “the Northeast Kingdom,” which is supposed to be especially beautiful. We are also considering a small town called Bellows Falls along the Connecticut River (Vermont’s border with New Hampshire), which, despite its small size, is supposed to have an incredible arts community.
I get the sense that the wedding will mark the beginning of another period of growth for us. Burlington is fun, but limiting in some ways, and I think we’re almost ready to pull up our stakes and move on.
