SENIOR YEAR | so far

The other night, I spent an hour flipping through my sorority’s scrapbooks. The old, yellow pages were tearing free of their bindings, the edges crumbling at my fingertips. Engagement announcements, event invitations, newspaper clippings, pictures. The oldest item in the bin was a yearbook from 1925.

Spring Again

Spring tends to come later in Vermont than many other places. We just recently cracked 60 degrees on the thermometer and people took to the outdoors almost instantaneously. It was a collective gasp as if we’d been holding our breath all winter. My favorite thing about the change of season is the optimism that comes … More Spring Again