Thursday, May 28, 2020

Roads of CommUnity Living Series #7 Hanley & Stygles Lane

Walk, walk, walk the cold away, come May it will be time to play & garden, we hoped.

April, while much of the U.S. began welcoming spring, Vermont was still trying to say goodbye to winter. Days were longer and brighter, yet winter coats remained in fashion if not a necessity. Snow on Mount Mansfield could still be measured in feet.



Little did we know what lay in store for us - spring temperatures one day to inches of new snowfall the next, to summer-like ninety-degree days -all in the month of May.


For our Jericho, Vermont Roads of Community Living Series #7, Maeve and I bring you our April walk along Hanley Lane and Stygles Lane. These quiet dirt passages reminded us of country farm roads more populated now with people than cows, yet still retaining some hardscrabble independence, hilltop Vermont ingenuity, and the resonance of land worked yet not drained of its signature sights and sounds.



















Some spring odors awakened our taste for spring flowers, fiddleheads, dandelions, and cherry blossoms, keeping our pace slow. Other odors kept our walk brisk. 


 On one side sits the dark cold forecast, on the other a warming trend; which side shall we sit upon?


Rhyme or reason to where the round bales are placed? Or do they roll about on their own accord to visit with each other in the early evening hours?


Catch, catch, catch the rays to power our souls!




So sweet are the bird sounds of spring. Nestled in the hands of a child this bird tells a tale of love, nurturing, and fledglings.









No cell service, however, a rescue dog is always within earshot.


Barnboard is a color in the Crayola box, is it not? If not it should be.




Always nice to know where we are in case of a need to call 911.  Yes, we are just past the bull in the field, near a large boulder, and oh, the address of the boulder is 87.



Logging in spring means winter tires on a big scale.







Launch countdown to spring, minus 30 days or so before liftoff.







You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey. This Vermonter found a way to ensure the sunshine stuck around day in and day out.


Blessed our forefathers who left at least a few trees that might reach maturity. We honor these grandfathered trees.

















If it is not time to shovel, it is time to sweep.
































Soaking up the warm rays, thinking of nothing except how good they feel.



Rail fences are signatures, some with haphazard squiggles, some with flair.








 Meeting of the Tootsie-Roll Bales. 





















Home on the range. 

The range. 















Incoming signs of spring

        mixed with clear views

      that indicated spring in Vermont is often just around the corner, a really wide long corner.

Thank You for joining Maeve and me on our April Roads of Community walk, at Jericho, Vermont. Join us next time for Roads of Community Living Series number eight.

Jericho Vermont Images of Community

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