Opinion

“Is it possible to protect everything that matters to you?”

The world is nothing but a monstrous sea of grey. To reside in black and white, as I once did, is to numb the human experience and resist the inevitable questioning of belief. 
 

Swirling colors fill the air,
People laughing, filled with cheer
Boats come and go along the pier,
The happiness here has no compare

Across the world in the North,
Polar bears lumber on the ice
While fish shimmer and entice

Looking out over the verdant Vermont foliage, the hillsides dappled in shades of gold and rust, I wonder, "Who will be the last to feel a fall breeze?" As the winters grow warmer and the summer more intense, spring and autumn drift into memory.

Looking up at the sun, shining through the fire-tipped leaves above me, I realize that this will never happen again. This moment, the present for such a short time, will be the past before any of us can blink.

Review excerpted from charvermont's Summer 2021 Book List

Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer (Nonfiction)

For so long,
I have listened to others,
others' opinions,
others' words.
I have heard them 
speak,
I have heard them debate,
and I have only 
wished a single thing,
to be able to know
what I agree with.

If there was one thing inedible I could taste, it would probably be Tide Pods. You know, the little plastic packages containing laundry detergent.

Bittersweet is the feeling of something sweet but with a hint of sadness and pain mixed in. And if you asked how does bittersweet taste like I would say...

Unlike the people who swear social media is satan's spawn, a endless spiral of doom and self hatred that can only result in feeling awful about yourself, I don't believe that social media has had a more negative influence on my life than it has a pos

There's sometihng speical aobut sititng down together and creating something where there was nothing. WIth a pencill, paper,a nd a few dice, my friends and I write a story in the air.

My favorite color is periwinkle. It’s like lavender, but more blue, more dreamy, with more cumulus mixed in, that is to say it’s not at all like lavender.