Well you say you want a revolution...

I've come to the realisation that this should be my theme song.

It seems as though I have been destined to be a revolutionary.

Born a bicentennial baby. Also born on Bastille Day. Also descended from figures in the English Civil Wars.

Even my senior quote from my high school yearbook was a quote from King Missile: "Just Protest, even because it's Saturday, and there's nothing else to do."

Free Tibet. Free Iraq (meaning US get out of Iraq-that's the only way they'll know freedom). Free Darfur. Is East Timor still in turmoil? Free them too. Free America. Free yourself.

Let's Go for a Ride!

No, not that kind of ride. I can't afford gas anymore.

So we walk.

Put your feet up, we're about to go around town in search of spring blossoms and colorful gardens.

The cemetery borders the business district in the background. Also on the right is the train station, I wonder if the trains that go by several times a day wake the dead. Oh, hey Owen.

Yes, this house is purple. Do not adjust your computer screen.

Yes, that is a painted recycled tire. We Vermonters are quite inventive when it comes to recycling and gardening. Notice the recycled railroad ties in some of the other gardens.

Treehouse!

I just like the top of this house a lot and the ironworks around the chimney.

Video Experiment #1

Friday video is a little early as I won't have much time Friday morning to upload this. Hope you like it; a little homemade creation taken a couple of weeks ago. It was still stick season/mud season when I took this (a few ice chunks still clinging to open rock faces). But now I know what it looks like to drive at 300 mph.

If you don't know what stick or mud season is, please allow me to educate.

In addition to the 4 seasons everyone knows, in the north country, stick season is when the leaves have fallen but there's no snow yet, or after the snow has melted.

Mud season is when the snow melts and the dirt roads turn into a muddy, rutted, difficult to drive, bloody mess.

Then there's black fly season. No explanation necessary.

Also there's the not-so-old joke (or maybe it is) about the 4 seasons in Vermont:

Almost Winter.

Winter.

Still Winter.

Construction Season.

Anyway, I digress. Spring has sprung forth, here are some photos I took today.

Play nice in the sandbox.

Daddy I love the Red Sox. (The words I can't wait for her to say, almost as much as Daddy, I love you.)

Chin up!


It isn't fun until you have sand in your hair. Then when you take a bath, the sand will exfoliate your scalp.

Happy

That's Sierra's new word. She said it over and over this morning. She was in a very happy mood this morning, and why shouldn't she be? She's been going outside everyday now playing with some older kids in the sandbox in our condo complex. The weather has been gorgeous - about 75 F / 22 C all week. This morning coming in to work, seemingly overnight, everything is springing up green. Buds and leaflets on trees, green grass, and flowers! Yes even flowers! And the 5 game win streak for the Red Sox!

There are lots to be happy about. Quite the turnaround from the dismal end to last week. As long as I can still carpool and afford gas, I'll stick with this company.