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Special Feature

DROLL OF THE MEREMAID



Hundreds of years ago, there lived somewhere near the Lizard Point a man called Lutey or Luty, who farmed a few acres of ground near the seashore, and followed fishing and smuggling as well, when it suited the time. One summer's evening, seeing from the cliff, where he had just finished his day's work of cutting turf, that the tide was far out, he sauntered down over the sands, near his dwelling, in search of any wreck which might have been cast ashore by the flood; at the same time he was cursing the bad luck, and murmuring because a god-send worth securing hadn't been sent to the Lizard cliffs for a long while.


Finding nothing on the sands worth picking up, Lutey turned to go home, when he heard a plaintive sound, like the wailing of a woman or the crying of a child, which seemed to come from seaward; going in the direction of the cry, he came near some rocks which were covered by the sea at high water, but now, about half ebb and being spring tides, the waves were a furlong or more distant from them. Passing round to the seaward side of these rocks, he saw what appeared to him a fairer woman than he had ever beheld before. As yet, he perceived little more than her head and shoulders, because all the lower part of her figure was hidden by the ore-weed which grew out from the rocks, and spread around the fair one in the pullan (pool) of sea-water that yet remained in a hollow at the foot of the rocks. Her golden-coloured hair, falling over her shoulders and floating on the water, shone like the sunbeams on the sea. The little he saw of her skin showed that it was smooth and clear as a polished shell. As the comely creature, still making a mournful wail, looked intently on the distant and ebbing sea, Lutey remained some minutes, admiring her unperceived. He longed to assuage her grief, but, not knowing how to comfort her, and afraid of frightening her into fits by coming too suddenly on her, he coughed and ahem’d to call her attention before he approached any nearer.


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Weekly Feature

The Wild Mountain Thyme



O the summer time has come

And the trees are sweetly blooming

And wild mountain thyme

Grows around the purple heather.

Will you go, lassie, go?


Chorus And we'll all go together, To pull wild mountain thyme, All around the purple heather. Will you go, lassie, go?


I will build my love a tower,

By yon clear crystal fountain,

And on it I will pile,

All the flowers of the mountain.

Will you go, lassie, go?


I will range through the wilds

And the deep land so dreary

And return with the spoils

To the bower o' my dearie.

Will ye go lassie go ?


If my true love she'll not come,

Then I'll surely find another,

To pull wild mountain thyme,

All around the purple heather.

Will you go, lassie, go?



Mountain Thyme", also known as "Purple Heather" and "Will You Go Lassie, Go", is a folk song, written by William McPeake, a native of Belfast, Northern Ireland and first recorded by McPeake in 1957. It is often mistakenly believed to be a traditional song, but the copyright is held by English Folk Dance and Song Society Publications, who published it for McPeake. It was first recorded by Francis McPeake in 1957, and has since been covered by numerous artists.


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Publisher’s Challenge

Respond to the current challenge by sending your contribution to the publisher here

Selected responses will appear in this column.




Challenge #5

Aug 10, 2014


Fantasy Island



In 750 words or less write a short story about being marooned on this tidal island during a storm. You and a small group of strangers have to spend the night on St. Michael’s Mount, Cornwall...


Old


or by an older name, the Roman ‘Ictis.’ In recent history the island It was a site of a monastery in the 8th – early 11th centuries and Edward the Confessor gave it to the Norman abbey of Mont Saint-Michel. It was a priory of that abbey until the dissolution of the alien houses by Henry V, when it was given to the abbess and Convent of Syon at Isleworth, Middlesex. It was a resort of pilgrims, whose devotions were encouraged by an indulgence granted by Pope Gregory in the 11th century.


Even Older


Its Cornish language name – literally, "the grey rock in the wood" — may represent a folk memory of a time before Mount's Bay was flooded. Certainly, the Cornish name would be an accurate description of the Mount set in woodland. Remains of trees have been seen at low tides following storms on the beach at Perranuthnoe, but radiocarbon dating established the submerging of the hazel wood at about 1700 BC. The chronicler John of Worcester relates under the year 1099 that St. Michael's Mount was located five or six miles (10 km) from the sea, enclosed in a thick wood, but that on the third day of November the sea overflowed the land, destroying many towns and drowning many people as well as innumerable oxen and sheep; the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle records under the date 11 November 1099, "The sea-flood sprung up to such a height, and did so much harm, as no man remembered that it ever did before"



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Guest Article


An excerpt from the forthcoming title:

Magnificent Obesity: My Search for Wellness, Voice and Meaning in the Second Half of Life,

published August 26 from Hatherleigh Press/Random House.


Martha M Moravec


When the shock of a heart attack at age 55 accelerates my midlife crisis into a nightmare of phobias and panic attacks, my doctor suggests that I ask my friends to organize themselves into a support team to help me through the trauma. Sadly, it occurs to me that with the exception of one best friend, I have lost touch with all the friends and social groups I had relied upon during my 35 years in Brattleboro.


So you see, there had always been a gang. But not at this time, not now. Entire casts of friends, acquaintances, and extras had disbanded; I had moved on or they had moved on; we had separated as a matter of course or blithely drifted apart. At the time of my heart attack, after a year and a half of unemployment and mostly solitary writing, I was working at another nonprofit, mission-driven organization with a wide array of services and programs but only two staff: the executive director and me.


My solution was to try rounding up one of the old gangs, members of the bar crowd from 30 years before who still lived in the area, people I occasionally ran into on the street and occasionally celebrated birthdays with, all women, some younger than me, some older, some married, some not.


I called the elder, the one we might consider the leader of the pack, whose thriving pub on Main Street had supplied us with employment and a stomping ground as bartenders, waitresses, and cooks. When I asked her to put out the word about my situation and perhaps organize a lineup of gatherings and good times, I should have sensed trouble in her hesitation and slight befuddlement. I did not, however, because I was having a vision of something so natural I assumed that everyone would spontaneously and joyously share it.


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Non Profit of the Month

Farming Connections, Inc


Farming Connections, Inc., is a non- profit located in Guilford, Vermont.


Our small farm has been involved for over a decade in developing structured, safe activities for our farm animals to spend time with clients to teach kids the ins and outs of getting along with others.


Our therapy animals provide honest, non-judgmental feedback to our clients. These animal teachers help our clients develop skills in a host of critical areas. 


Our farm animals emphasize the value of honest communication and the need for gentleness and respect towards others.  A keen desire to be close to an animal provides powerful motivation to learn new ways of interacting with others.


Our Animal Mediated Therapy © program has already helped many children. We would like to be able to provide services to more children.  We need your help to make this possible.


You can make a tax deductible donation on-line at www.farmingconnections.org   


Thank you in advance for your well wishes and your generous support.


Gail E. Lilly, RN, M.Ed.

President/Founder

Farming Connections, Inc.

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Vermont Diary

News


Like heath that in the wilderness

The wild wind whirls away


I have received a handsome letter from Christian McEwen, who will be attending the literary festival. She has been this summer in The Summer Isles, on the upper west coast of Scotland on an island Tanera Mor, which are islands out of time. I put up a few pictures for it here, in preparation for an announcement of Christian’s new title "The Tortoise Diaries." I too stayed on an island on that coast, the same that Stevenson wrote Treasure Island, and as I wrote her, the tiny island of Erraid which looks across the sound to Iona, is the same shape as Treasure Island.


In other news I see that newspapers are in trouble everywhere, and that a book about the first 2,000 years of social media, from Roman graffiti to Parisian bulletin boards, says that news, corporate news, news organized for you by an editor, is an anomaly in the history of human communications, only 200 years old and a form of ‘machine-news’ to inform the worker of the machine age since the industrial revolution.


In personal news it’s hectic! Cooking couple hundred plates tomorrow at the soup kitchen, again on Friday. On Friday night I receive 4 house guests for the evening, plus one cat who will harmoniously join our two cats for the month of September. What else? Tomorrow I will receive another cord of wood, but the lady who delivers it was uneasy that I suggested hiding the cash for it somewhere outside since I can’t hand it over because of being at the soup kitchen at 7. She is thinking about it. Did I mention that my wife is away for a week doing a workshop?


No less than 5 people have been trying to come by and talk about stuff, and I feel like I need a stock busy/help! paragraph to keep them away. Daft to invite people around at 5:30am on Wednesday, no?

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Monthly Feature


William Hays, print maker


A visit with William Hays in his studio in Brattleboro. To accompany this article the current print he is working on now appears in a 7 stage slide show at Studio 3, click the link and press ‘play slideshow’.


I had previously interviewed the subject for an hour on January 21, 2011 almost exactly 3 years ago. Readers might like to read the transcript here. Then we progressed from art to the universe and all that.


This time we conspired to be more disciplined and attempt to illustrate a print in progress and something of the nature of the art.


Where better to start than with the inks themselves? An immediate question I had was if the materials the artist used were generally the same as had Gutenberg (c. 1395 – February 3, 1468)? And they were. Stand oil, I discovered, is a base for the ink made from linseed oil thickened by heating in an oxygen deprived chamber, and linseed comes from flax and is a good drying oil for a process known as polymerizing.

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Selected Letters


Vidda Crochetta

Aug 14, 2014


Dr. Ruth, a popular on-air sexologist of the Eighties, gave us some of the frankest and intelligent dialogue about human sexuality that we’ve experienced as a nation. I do not have or watch TV but I don’t think we have a comparable program today.

When Brattleboro was outed by the WSJ for nudity on Main Street local conservative elements put a quick stop to that. However, I remember hearing not too long ago that a nude beach on one of the local tributaries survives to this day. And, naturally, there is a particular wooded area for gays, in the know, to go to. They come from all over the tri-state area to "congregate" under the trees.

Thanks to the authors of Genesis and Leviticus, and other Jukrislim moral interpretations, we have over five millennia of human nakedness that is largely demonized by covering it up. We are the only primate that feels the need to employ a fig-leaf. We are likely the only primate who is conscious of, if not concerned about, “size.” We are the only primate to discourage frequent sex (including auto erotica).

One of the astounding features of our kissing cousins is that the Bonobo lifestyle devotes a great deal of time to erectile functioning. The term promiscuity would be useless in Bonobo language. Having sex twenty times a day is their norm.

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Monkey’s Cloak


Sycamore blue 

Charles Monette



How do we take the measure of a tree?

A triangulating clinometer, or a look an’ see?

Who are we?

To call it an ‘old’ sycamore tree

A landmark tree… you see, some see

A buffer tween river and town

Overlooking banks on both sides now

Twixt Connecticut River, BS&L, TD North’s teller shirtsleeves

Loves swaying green above ‘neath golden undertone leaves

Trunk inches round rings across

Noticeably missing a lichen green moss

Stippled bark silver strips itself to be clean

Average crown corollary remains to be seen

Weight of its shadow anchors a reach to blue sky

As I walk by

Old say grew faster when young

Could count the leaves, green chaos then some

Exacting eminence triumphant and glum

Drinking some water that won’t find the bay

She stands in glory, a little taller each day



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Column Untitled Work


The Battle of the Somme River and the Story of Atlantis

Mac Gander

Aug 21, 2014



This poem is largely drawn from James L. Stokesbury’s A Short History of World I, published in 1981, and from The Story of Atlantis, by W. Scott-Elliot, which I had in the third edition, published in 1913. I have used the actual language of each work as found poetry in the service of a conception focused on the nature of time and history, and the seeming inevitability of war and mass slaughter as an occupation of our species. I have intentionally used italics in confusing ways—passages from these two works may appear in either italics or in regular type, as may my own additions to the text, based on my work as a journalist in the 1980s, when I was in my twenties.


I offer it here, in this space, as my best attempt at a gesture toward the 100-year anniversary of the start of the Great War, the consequences of which still permeate our lives in every way.


I.


There is no limit to the resources of astral clairvoyance

In investigations concerning the past history of the earth


A time will come as certainly as the procession of the equinoxes,

When the literary method of historical research

Will be laid aside as out of date—


A record of the world’s progress

During the period of the Atlantean Race

Must embrace the history of many nations, and register


The rise and fall of many civilizations.


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Column 4our writers: Charles Monette, Laura Momaney, Matti Salminen, Nanci Bern

Going Round in Circles

Charles Monette

Aug 25, 2014

 

Given recent events around our world, I’d like to begin with a quote from Albert Einstein, “Taken on the whole, I would believe that Gandhi’s views were the most enlightened of all the political men in our time.  We should strive to do things in his spirit… not to use violence in fighting for our cause, but by non-participation in what we believe is evil.”


I often ask those I introduce to our labyrinths, “Could you hear the quiet?”  “What did you say”, they often say in reply. ?  I said, “Did you listen to yourself when you meandered back and forth?  Did you slow down the game? Did you notice the beauty of the river stones, or the green moss underfoot, preferably your bare foots.


The river stones transported from the northeast kingdom, or the West River are so beautiful in shape, in color, in feel. Most are smooth to see, to touch, or to feel, water having washed over them countless times in the cycle to the sea.  Smoothly showing a way round.


“It is not enough to teach a man a specialty.  Through it he may become a kind of useful machine, but not a harmoniously developed personality.  It is essential that the student acquire an understanding of and a lively feeling for values.  He must acquire a vivid sense of the beautiful and of the morally good…. He must learn to understand the motives of human beings, their illusions, and their sufferings in order to acquire a proper relationship to individual fellowmen and to the community.  These precious things are conveyed to the younger generation through personal contact with those who teach.  It is this that primarily constitutes and preserves culture.”              ----- Albert Einstein


We are about preserving culture by teaching in our sacred place,

our community here on the banks of the Connecticut River in the southeast kingdom of Vermont. 


Phil Innes publishes Vermont views as a beautiful tool, an online magazine, to chronicle in word and pictures the quality of life & spirit of place here in our home in southeastern Vermont.  He gathers descriptions and feelings and notions and photos of place to help us remember, to be in, and to dream visions & senses of place.


In 1994, my Metaphysical And Spiritual Healing (MASH) guru, Wayne P. London, M.D. of Harvard & Cambridge & Brattleboro and other wheres, gave me the following prayer to share:

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Column Articulate

Leadership

Kate Anderson

Jul 15, 2014

      

I tend to think leadership asks us to be willing (though it's not prescribed) to also take on the fool's role.  By that I mean Hamlet as fool.   Push, confront, place it out there, demand evidence of some good grappling with the grand what ifs.   Failure?  Yes, and of course, to be expected. 


Let things be muddied and watch the joy and vigor by which they sort themselves.  

An arts district.  A name is a rose,  is a rose.  It is wise to call the question, is it important, useful, good to designate such such, that which is.  Are we to petition the State for formal designation of an Arts District, a Cultural District?  Brattleboro is that already.  And an arts campus, and a de facto arts colony.   Or, it can be that we are no more an arts town than a sports town or a retail haven.


What  does matter is for us to see how we function.  Take  the engine apart.  Look at all the pieces. Tinker.   How do they work with one another.  Oops ?? Did we just innovate to another compound?   Ah yes, and now we have Worpsewede, Bloomsbury.   And we can call on a fertile fertile field.   And we might name it, too. It doesn't matter.  The field yields its own harvest


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Column Open Mind

What’s wrong with Ethnocentrism?

Offie Wortham

Aug 15, 2014


Ethnocentrism is the tendency to believe that one's ethnic or cultural group is centrally important, and that all other groups are measured in relation to one's own. The ethnocentric individual will judge other groups relative to his or her own particular ethnic group or culture, especially with concern to language, behavior, customs, and religion. These ethnic distinctions and sub-divisions serve to define each ethnicity's unique cultural identity. A common idiom for ethnocentrism is “tunnel vision.” In this context, ethnocentrism is the view that a particular ethnic group’s system of beliefs and values is morally superior to all others. Ethnocentrism occurs all over the world and everyday, at both the local and political levels.


Historical examples of ethnocentrism are often given as how people wrongly thought in the past. However, there is also plenty of evidence that people today are quite invested in the superiority of their cultures.  Ethnocentrism is often exploited to foster conflict, and to promote the power of a particular group. Social conflict and wars usually have ethnocentrism at their core, which over time proves to be self-destructive for all concerned. Efforts to bring advancements to other parts of the world may be well-meaning, but may not be culturally necessary when viewed through the eyes of another culture. One example of this has been the US attempt to “bring democracy” to the rest of the world, which immediately shows US preference that democracy can be the only acceptable or is the best form of government. The US is basing this on long held cultural opinions about democracy. With instances occurring since its conception, the United States has often thought of itself as more powerful, more economically sound, and just generally "better" than other nations.


Although the idea of every citizen in the United States belonging to one ethnicity is certainly debatable, since the country has citizens who originally came from all over the world, the feeling of national pride can stand in for a pure ethnicity in this case.  Why is it OK to say “God Bless America” instead of “God Bless the world”? Since it provides a sense of belonging and social cohesion, and it could be a good thing. When taken to extremes of racism or cultural bigotry, it can be a very bad thing.


The socio-anthropological concept of ethnocentrism is important because in today's world it is a major source of hostility and inter-group conflict. It is a divisive "us vs. them" mentality. Many groups feel that they alone occupy the central position in the universe and that their culture, race or religion is superior to all others. This can lead to attempts to dominate or even eradicate another group.


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Column Nurturing Nature

Air

Tasneem Tawfeek

Jul 31, 2014


...let's take a closer look at the issue of deforestation. This issue is a major concern, not only in the United States, but all over the world. According to livescience.com, "an estimated 18 million acres of forest are lost each year." It is safe to say that deforestation has taken a major toll on the Earth's vast forests, which ultimately results in damage to the quality of the environment, which, of course, has many negative effects. For starters, one of the biggest impacts of deforestation is the loss of habitats for millions of species. A majority of the Earth's animals actually depend on  and live in forests, and unfortunately, do not survive in the wild because of the loss of their habitat due to deforestation. In addition to this, deforestation alters the climate severely. Soil makes up a large amount of a forest, and needs to be protected by the shade of the trees in order to thrive and prosper within the forest. However, because of deforestation, the soil quickly dries out because of too much exposure to the sun's rays. Without the trees in place to protect the soil, forests can eventually become deserts. Also, with the loss of trees, harmful substances, such as the greenhouse gases, cannot be absorbed and are released into the atmosphere, resulting in global warming.  As if these issues are not enough, I simply cannot imagine not being able to, one day, rely on the beauty of endless forests as I seek to reflect upon other issues of our world.


In addition, pollution is not any newcomer to this world. It has been an ongoing environmental issue for years, and continues to grow at a rapid pace. Air, water, and even soil pollution are just a few of the many forms of pollution that affect our surroundings.  Air pollution proves to be the most dangerous for the environment. The harmful smoke released from vehicles, chimneys, factories, or the burning of wood, have played a big role in damaging the environment. The sulfur dioxide emitted from the smoke causes global warming and acid rain to occur, and as a result, has increased temperatures and has caused droughts to take place as well. With these harmful gases in the air health issues such as asthma and lung cancer are becoming more and more evident in people. Not only this, water pollution has greatly affected many species living on Earth. Toxic wastes that are dumped into various bodies of water have caused the water to become contaminated with chemicals, leading to the deaths of many sea creatures. Lastly, soil pollution, which takes place because of human activities, has a great impact on the environment.


The soil on Earth is gradually becoming more unfit for plants to grow in due to the use of pesticides and insecticides. Because the plants do not grow properly, soil erosion takes place. Those blue skies and oceans that we value a great deal for our own pleasure should be better maintained as they certainly contribute to our own well being.

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OUR MAN IN BLACK

Toni Ortner

Aug 29, 2014

                                                                        

EFT 879 unrolls the scrolls so slowly as if they were the crime.  He is OUR MAN IN BLACK. Each morning at l0 am on the dot he steps out of his car and GRABS THE SCROLLS that lie like snakes curled in the back seat. We have all seen him DAY AFTER DAY head held high as a monarch in sight of his subjects. He holds the long scroll open as you approach but never dares to block your way up the post office steps. The brightest among us cannot identify the writing, yet there must be something to deceiver. You cannot help but look closer. There must be a crime, but you can’t put your finger on what it is.  Some who walk past him are hungry and notice he wears a nice gold watch that cost a pretty penny and his hair is combed and he never looks unfed. It feels like a dead man walks among us.


Day after day month after month year after year he walks like a ghost trying to tell us something. If he is a messenger who has sent him? Why our town?  He must be a veteran on meds who has post traumatic stress disorder. He must be disordered to walk each day the same route with the same scrolls over and over and over again as if it might make a difference. After all we have our routines. We have important business to attend to.


We wonder where his money comes from. Maybe he lives on some sort of disability. He cannot work since he walks back and forth in front of the post office so many hours every day. He seems in good health and tireless. He is intent, but you cannot catch his eyes.  They are too dark. If you try to move close enough to read the black marks scrawled on the scrolls, he jumps backwards as if burnt. As if you were the criminal. If you use binoculars and peer from a distance, it is clear there is nothing more than black lines that move in jagged thrusts over the paper at irregular angles. It means nothing yet  it must since he never gives up trying to convey a message and walks round in sun and wind rain and sleet and snow. The man in black is trying to tell us something but he does not/cannot use the language we know. Language has been removed from his tongue. If so, what happened so he cannot speak? The only things left for him are the scrolls. The man in black is always there. Or here. You cannot avoid seeing him whether you avert your eyes or not. It is driving you crazy. It has to mean something.


When you first saw him seven years ago, you thought you glimpsed the word government on the scroll but maybe that was what you thought. He is fixed on one task; you must see what is written on the scroll. Is it a sacred document that has been buried in a tomb for thousands of years but is now at last revealed? It could be a revelation.


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Column in between

Julia Ferrari

May 27, 2014



Every time I begin to feel lost or overwhelmed, I take a moment to slow down and look outside of myself to see other lives around me and to reflect on how each of our lives comes together, despite problems, to allow us choices— to live this life to reach our potential & meet our challenges. I believe each of us carries with us a direction, with lessons to learn and fires to light within ourselves. Many paths stretch out in front of us as we start our lives, some are painful and others are fulfilling but they each can bring us closer to our interior life. We don’t always take those forays into the unknown, those roads we can’t see the end of, because what we don’t know can scare us, and fear can be a strong entangler … However, through paying attention to our intuition, that inner voice that nudges us in certain directions (if we listen close enough) we can catch a glimpse of a possibility that is not mapped out.


For me, art was one of the first interests I followed as a youth, despite being discouraged by a kindergarten teacher for not measuring up, and it continued to press at me at the edges of my life. I remember being twenty-four and not knowing what I wanted to do as a career, there were so many possibilities and no clear path to my identity, it seemed. Painting, calligraphy, and poetry became threads that started to be woven. Then, while living in Boston, I responded to an ad in the “Real Paper” involving letterpress and the small press movement, and that began, most unexpectedly the direction of my life.

Within the context of the hand printed books I was encountering, printmaking began to interest me, but then one day I saw a title page—as a shape, not just as information, and the world of typographic design opened up in front of me.


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Column Beer & Bangers

On the Road: A Visit to J.D McCliment’s Pub and MacLaomainn's Scottish Pub

Terri Kneipp

Jun 30, 2014


The Beer & Bangers crew has been adventurous venturing far from their usual confines of the Big B into such foreign territory as Putney and Chester, VT.  The crew chooses locations based on the possibilities of either a good selection of brews and grub from past personal experience, word of mouth or sheer luck of stumbling upon an establishment. Not all who participate enjoy beer, so other beverages are explored including wine, cocktails and good ole ice tea being a connoisseur of the latter myself still learning the finer nuances of the heartier brews.


J.D. McCliment’s Pub (http://www.jdmcclimentspub.com/) in Putney is well established with a steady stream of customers, both local and visitors. Along with a casual, indoor dining area with a pool table upstairs, weather permitting there is an inviting outdoor deck. The beer selection was minimal with mostly bottled domestic beers with a Shale being one exception which was excellent. Ice tea was freshly brewed and decent, nothing exciting but fine. Now, the meat of the meal, so to speak, received mixed reviews. The Turkey Burger was thought good with the Ruben being perfectly acceptable. After that there was debate, one member thought the Fish and Chips fine, while one indicated the fish was over cooked. The Bratwurst was passable, but would not be had again with the Corned Beef being too salty. Overall the atmosphere was pleasant with adequate service, albeit slow which seems to be the rule in local pubs rather than the exception. The crew agreed they might to go back to enjoy an evening outside with lively conversation and a beverage of choice where food wasn’t the focus but accessible. It was noted that an authentic Scottish pub it was not; for that, one need only head to Chester.


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Column Archetypal Hippie Speaks

Bathroom Stories

Jeri Rose

Jun 8, 2014


               Excretion is something people have large privacy issues about. Everyone must do it, but a huge majority in US society seems to think crap is disgusting. Now I agree that it is unpleasant to step in dog shit and getting it off one’s shoe to end the misery of being followed by that redolent, unmistakable odor causes one considerable trouble especially if one is in a pair of shoes that will be ruined if simply washed under a faucet. We have such shame about this body function that young people, in the beginning of courtship, will not do number two in a bathroom in a home where the other is present. Homes are now built so that partners do not use the same bathroom due to disgust and shame at having any awareness that the other has a bowel.  A reality TV show “Flipping Out” takes place where in a home-office, the workers are not allowed to use the bathroom to have a bowel movement. Presumably, they have to get into a car and go to the nearest public place that has a bathroom that will flush these offensive solids that are prohibited in that boss’s home.


               I applaud the Jewish religion that has a prayer thanking God for a good defecation. I am of the opinion that our finicky attitude toward natural functions in general retards our growth to maturity. Thus I am telling bathroom stories, memories of memorable occasions around this necessary natural endgame of eating. I am generally of a high minded disposition, thinking about God, the origins of humans, the meaning of life, so I write recognizing this may surprise those who have read other stories or poems that I have written for me to be going so low as to concern myself with this topic. I write with an expectation that some of my experiences will be familiar and part of something funny we all share whether we feel shame or reduced for engaging in this bodily function or not. I know that everyone has some vivid memory of accidents and triumphs around this process.


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Column Chess

Math and Chess for America’s Schools

Columnist: Phil Innes

Aug 23, 2014


A letter addressed to Lady Michelle Obama, by Rob Mitchell, Murfreesboro, TN, cited a Canadian report:


Case Studies

 

As reported in Developing Critical Thinking Through Chess, Dr. Robert Ferguson tested students from seventh to ninth grades from the years 1979-1983 as part of the ESEA Title IV-C Explore Program. He found that non-chess students increased their critical thinking skills an average of 4.6% annually, while students who were members of a chess club improved their analytical skills an average of 17.3% annually. Three separate tests to determine how chess affects creative thinking were also done as part of the same study. It concluded that on average, different aspects of creative thinking had improved at a rate two to three times faster for chess playing students, as opposed to their non-chess playing counterparts.

Subsequent studies by Dr. Ferguson further supported these original conclusions. In the Tri-State Area School Pilot Study conducted in 1986 and Development of Reasoning and Memory Through Chess (1987-88) chess-playing students showed more rapid increased gains in memory, organizational skills, and logic.


In Zaire the study Chess and Aptitudes, was conducted by Dr. Albert Frank at the Uni Protestant School, during the 1973-74 school year. Using sufficiently large experimental and control groups, Dr. Frank confirmed there was a significant correlation between the ability to play chess well, and spatial, numerical, administrative-directional, and paperwork abilities. The conclusion was that students participating in the chess course show a marked development of their verbal and numerical aptitudes. Furthermore, this was noticed in the majority of chess students and not only those who were better players.


"Can chess promote earlier intellectual maturation" was the question posed in the Chess and Cognitive Development study directed by Johan Christiaen from the 1974-76 school years in Belgium. The results again clearly confirmed that the group of chess playing students showed significantly more improvement then the non chess-playing students. In 1982, Dr. Gerard Dullea mentioned this study and proclaimed "…we have scientific support for what we have known all along-chess makes kids smarter! (Chess Life, November 1982) In a similar study done in a test series in New Brunswick, Canada called Challenging Mathematics, the mathematics curriculum used chess to teach logic from grades 2 to 7. The average problem solving score in the province increased from 62% to 81%.


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Column Energetics  US and World Energy News

George Harvey

¶ Windy Weather



Opinion:


¶   “Is wind power viable?” Wind power currently provides 4% of all US electricity. Massachusetts residents now have the option to fuel their homes with 100% green energy through Mass Energy’s New England Green Start program. [Berkshire Eagle]


World:

¶   This summer, the Raglan mine in northern Canada began installing its first wind turbine, manufactured by Enercon, in Germany. Verret predicts that this wind turbine would replace about 5% of the mine’s diesel consumption – or 2.4-million litres of diesel. [Creamer Media's Mining Weekly]


¶   Chinese wind turbine manufacturer Goldwind boosted its net profit in the first half of 2014 by 256.8% to 330 million yuan ($53.65 million) compared with the year-ago period on the back of a “sector recovery”. [reNews]


US:


¶   Invenergy, the Chicago-based independent renewable-power producer, has repudiated a lawsuit brought against its recently completed 94 MW Orangeville wind farm in New York state, calling the suit “unfounded”. [Recharge]


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Column O Citoyen!

Brattleboro Citizens' Breakfast

“Health and Aging: a Federal Policy Update”

Robert Oeser

Aug 22, 2014


Report from: August 15, 2014

Gibson-Aiken Center, Brattleboro
                                  

Presenter: Sophie Kasimow  Sophie_Kasimow@help.senate.gov

US Senate Health Education, Labor and Pensions Committee

Staff Director, Subcommittee on Primary Health & Aging

Chairman Bernie Sanders (I-VT)

Phone: (202) 224-5480

www.sanders.senate.gov/help


Sophie Kasimow is Staff Director of the Subcommittee on Primary Health & Aging, one of three subcommittees which fall under the umbrella of the US Senate Health Education, Labor and Pensions (HELP) Committee. Sen. Sanders chairs this subcommittee which deals with community health centers; access to medical, dental, and mental health care; the primary care provider workforce; social services for seniors and the Older Americans Act; preventing and addressing elder abuse; among other health and aging policy issues.


The subcommittee was formed in May 2011 and Sophie joined the staff in June 2011 and became the subcommittee’s staff director in September 2012.


When it comes to health care, Vermont is doing better than other states.[1]  But health care in the US costs twice as much as in  other countries and US health outcomes are not particularly good by comparison.[2]


We also lack a sufficient number of primary care physicians. One out of five Americans experience a shortage of primary care providers and one out of four have  lack of access to mental health care. In addition, there is a need for access to dental care.


Sen. Sanders was instrumental in the expansion of Federally Qualified Health Centers in Vermont and across the country. Vermont now has 11 community health centers with over 50 delivery sites, and by the end of this year they will serve one in four Vermonters (over 160,000 Vermonters);[3] there are gaps in access in parts of the state, including the southern part of Vermont.  The National Health Service Corps has provided help for loans and scholarships to encourage primary care providers with federal matching funds in underserved communities.


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Column Post Oil Solutions

“Gasland Part II”

Post Oil Solutions will screen the movie, “Gasland II” at its 4th Tuesday of the month Climate Change Café on Tuesday, July 22, 6:00 PM, in the Brooks Memorial Library Community Room

 

This event is free and open to the public. Light refreshments will be available.

 

In this explosive follow-up to his Oscar®-nominated film “Gasland”, filmmaker Josh Fox uses his trademark dark humor to take a deeper, broader look at the dangers of hydraulic fracturing, or fracking, the controversial method of extracting natural gas and oil, now occurring on a global level (in 32 countries worldwide).


“Gasland Part II” shows how the stakes have been raised on all sides in one of the most important environmental issues facing our nation today. It declares that the gas industry's portrayal of natural gas as a clean and safe alternative to oil is a myth, and that hydrofracked wells inevitably leak over time, contaminating water and air, hurting families, and endangering the earth's climate with the potent greenhouse gas methane. In addition the film looks at how the powerful oil and gas industries are in Fox's words "contaminating our democracy".


For further information: Tim Stevenson, 802.869.2141, info@postoilsolutions.org.


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Column The Great Adventure

The Feminine in the Twenty-first Century

Like A Girl

Terri Kneipp

Jul 1, 2014


Yes! Like A Girl


Wow. I feel remiss. Evidently I was supposed to feel responsible for the inappropriate ways men have ogled me since I was 12 or to think only girls should have to dress conservatively for school. This week has been full of stereotypical negative phrases, images and responsibilities about or toward girls and women being bandied about, discussed in multiple arenas, debated ad nauseam in other words, my mind is spinning. Between school dress codes to a broader discussion on modest dress to limiting phrases, let’s dive into the deep end.


Early in the week on a ladies forum, the talk turned to modest dress: what was appropriate, how to help men behave themselves, should cleavage be shown or not, etc. This in itself is a powder keg ready to start a maelstrom. My first thought was that it’s not my job to “help men” control their impulses; but, also that it was demeaning to men, assuming they couldn’t control themselves. Give the guys some credit: they all aren’t lecherous, leering dolts who are unable to be respectful using common decorum in every day life. Luckily, I found a video for Christian men from a Christian man (http://johnpavlovitz.com/2014/06/20/young-men-sex-and-urge-ownership-and-why-its-not-the-girls-problem/), so if you are not a Christian, you may not see an issue, that isn’t the point. My point is taking the responsibility for any action off of anyone other than the person who is committing the action. If a crime is committed, it should never be the victim’s fault.  If I choose to wear a tank top that shows a little cleavage, heaven forbid, because it is summer, I have an ample chest and it’s freaking hot and some man stares, that’s on him. I am not dressing a certain way to elicit a given response, but I am also not going to over react unless the behavior is obnoxious and intrusive. Being bundled from head to toe in puffy ski gear, I have had men make comments that weren’t appreciated and I dealt with them as any mature woman would, swiftly, clearly and leaving no doubt of my meaning. With that said, dressing fairly modestly is what works for me.


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Column Natural Inclusivity

NATURAL INCLUSION FOR THE YOUNG OF HEART AND MIND

Alan Rayner

Apr 30, 2014


A WORD FROM THE WISE


INTRODUCTION


The imaginary conversation set out below shows how a ‘youngster’, i.e. anyone with a truly open mind and heart, could readily be helped by an experienced mentor to realize that everything in Nature is made of space and energy as distinct but mutually inclusive presences. This simple realization of what has been called ‘natural inclusion’ is denied by abstract logic and materialism, which is rooted in the assumption that space and matter are mutually exclusive or confining. This assumption damagingly and paradoxically discounts the infinite omnipresence and receptive influence of space from the evolution of the natural world and our human place within it.


THE CONVERSATION


YOUNGSTER:  What is the world made of?


MENTOR: It’s like this …most people might try to answer that question by describing some kind of substance or material, like ‘earth’ or ‘air’ or ‘fire’ or ‘water’  or some combination of these. But actually, when you think about it carefully, you will realise that the most basic kind of presence in the world is not really a substance at all, but has to be present for any kind of substance to exist. Can you imagine what this presence is – a presence that makes the existence of substance possible, but isn’t itself a substance? We need to think about this presence first. Where is this presence, and what does it feel like?


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Op Ed

Witness to Genocide: Israel/ Palestine: A JOURNEY TO PEACE

The Op Ed writer is

Namaya

Aug 24, 2014



We are all tremendously saddened by the ongoing wars in Israel and Palestine, but it is a war that few Americans and outsiders can full understand.  Namaya, the poet and performance artist, has created this program “Witness to Genocide:ISRAEL/ PALESTINE: A JOURNEY TO PEACE and would like to present this at your school, church, or community center.


A trailer sample can be viewed at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5CltHSUoHr0&feature=plcp


This is a multimedia performance on the narrative of the Jewish Diaspora, the Palestinian people, and the Israeli occupation of Palestine (West Bank and Gaza.)  The performance combines stories, music, poetry, photography, and art based on Namaya’s story of living and working in Yemen, Morocco, and his travels through Palestine, Israel, and the Islamic world.  Namaya also speaks of his Jewish family’s journey out of Eastern Europe through such stories as “L’Chaim” and of Jewish life during the Diaspora.


Caption: Witness – in commemoration of Krystallnacht and the occupation of Palestine, in the witness that there can be peace in Palestine and a future for the children of Israel & Palestine.


Namaya said, “I tell this story out of necessity. In witnessing the destruction of our Jewish communities through pogroms and the holocaust, having touched the walls of Prague and Budapest with the names of my extended family who perished, and also seeing the present inhumane occupation of Palestine… I am obligated to tell this story. In telling I hope to create an opportunity for a future for the children of Israel and Palestine.”

The  program is a one person performance with multimedia, art work, and music.  It can be performed in a theater, school, or gallery space. At the end of the performance, there is an opportunity for discussion of the performance in the spirit of compassionate listening.


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  Real Food ! 


Nashville Hot Chicken

Mark Lee

Jul 24, 2014


This is my home made version of Nashville Hot Chicken. Brined for 12 hours in special salt/pepper seasoning and then soaked in Tabasco Buttermilk and egg, then dredged again in a spicy flour and pepper mix. I have a new respect for Nashville Hot Chicken. It's easier to just go get you some. Recipe available for those that really want to spend about 3 hours in the kitchen, but worth it if you like to cook. Read On and for More Reader’s Recipes ➤

Graphic Traffic

An orientation to illustration and illustrated books for writers

By Marlene O’Connor on Jan 16, 2013

Photo by Vermont Views

Street Dance – Flight, personal piece


Here are illustrations of Marlene’s work and she has also contributed notes on how to sensibly engage graphic artists, illustrators and publishers as a generous addition to orienting the writer to the subject.  

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This column is sponsored by www.zephyrdesignsvt.com


Dec 28th, 2011

Photo Brooks House Fire


Things started quietly enough with normal amounts of snow but the people in the municipal building could hardly anticipate multiple disasters in 2011  

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Kipling’s Questionnaire

Last Entry Mac Gander

Photo Rudyard Kipling at Naulakha near Brattleboro.


130 years ago in 1880/81 Rudyard Kipling completed the 26 question questionnaire. Kipling subsequently moved to Brattleboro and Dummerston, living here from 1892 to 1896.


At the time it is said that Kipling was known by more people in the world than was any other person. I would like to publish your own responses in Vermont Views Magazine to the very same questions Kipling answered.




Please add your answers below the 26 questions on the questionnaire page, or write in for a set of emailed questions.


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StudioONE

Len Emery



The Project:


Goffstown Slaughterhouse



Here is a small representative sample of a fairly large project at a slaughterhouse in Goffstown.


The Photographer


Len Emery


"I come from an engineering background with all of its inflexibility and predefinition. Conversely, photography is often fleeting and very much undefined. I try to capture the image as it happens, the instant framed from my perspective for all to see my interpretation. I try to use the environment as an element of the image, allowing it to enhance and sometimes be the image. I then try to draw the viewer into the image as I was drawn in when I first saw it.


I am a pilot as well as a photographer and use my flying skills and camera together when doing contract aerial photography. All of my photos are typically of Vermont and in particular the villages and valleys of the Black River basin area.


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Studio TWO

Featuring

April at Gallery 2 Vermont Artisan Designs 106 Main Street in Brattleboro, is currently showing a range of works.

Featured in this photo exhibit are blue glass by Ed Branson [illustrated]; painting of sugaring by Paul Madalinski; horse by Joseph Fichter; circus photos by Jeffrey Lewis; stained glass canoe by David Wissman; paintings by Dane Tilghman. See More ➤


Studio 3

A seven color print, ‘Migration’, by William Hays


William Hays, printmaker

To view the images sequentially, click the link to Studio 3 and press ‘Play Slideshow.’

To illustrate a companion article on print making by Brattleboro artist William Hays, the subject kindly forwarded me these 7 images of a print in the making. The full article will appear as a Monthly Feature.  See More ➤


Studio 4

Featuring 6 Photographers



Len Emery

Phil Innes

Rich Holshuch

Merritt Brown

Ray Bates

Greg Worden



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If You Lived Here

Jul 31, 2014


Vendor applications are now being accepted for the ninth season of the Winter Farmers' Market which will again be held at the River Garden in the heart of Brattleboro, VT.  Space for new vendors is limited but interested parties are encouraged to submit an application prior to the September 1 deadline.

 

The Winter Market opens on November 1 for the 2014/2015 season and will be open every Saturday through March 28, 2015 for a total of 22 markets.  The regular market hours for the Winter Farmers’ Market will be 10 am to 2 pm with hours extended to 3 pm for holiday shopping on the three December markets before Christmas. 

 

Our mission is to support sustainable agriculture by providing a viable winter-season direct market outlet for local community-based farms while building community and promoting regional sustainability.  A wide array of products are typically offered including locally grown and produced fruits, vegetables, meats, eggs, baked goods, local wines, handcrafted items such as clothing, jewelry, pottery, soaps, lunch menus and more.  Preference is given to regional agricultural vendors interested in bringing new unduplicated products to our market. 

 

This is a juried market.  New vendors or returning vendors with new craft, prepared food or value-added products will need to present their items for jury at 5:00 pm on Tuesday, September 9 at the Community Room of the Brattleboro Savings & Loan.  Agriculture vendors selling farm produce do not need to be juried.  Any questions regarding the jury process can be directed to Susan Dunning at 802-228-3230.

 

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If You Lived Elsewhere

Rough Tor

  Aug 20, 2014



Rough Tor


Rough is pronounced ‘row’ to rhyme with ‘cow’. Rough Tor (/ˈraʊtər/ row-ter), or Roughtor, is a tor on Bodmin Moor, Cornwall. The site is composed of the tor summit and logan stone, a neolithic tor enclosure, a large number of Bronze Age hut circles, and some contemporary monuments.


From the summit of Rough Tor, many signs of settlements and field systems are visible, indicating that it was a well populated area in former times.

Neolithic


The summit of Rough Tor once had a neolithic tor enclosure. The summit is encircled by a series of rough stone walls that align with natural stone outcroppings on the tor. The walls would have originally completely encircled the tor. The walls would have had numerous stone lined openings. In the interior of the circle there are remains of terraces leveled into the slopes, which archaeologists believe formed the foundations of circular wooden houses. There are also cleared areas near the terraces that have been garden plots.

Bronze Age


The Rough Tor enclosure is located in an area containing a remarkable concentration of upstanding monuments and other Bronze Age sites, such as Fernacre stone circle, which is only 200 meters from the site. Stannon stone circle is also located nearby, and there are numerous cairns and burial monuments in the vicinity.


On the southern slopes of Rough Tor, there are the remains of a large number of stone hut circles, set around three or four enclosures that may have held stock. There are also the remains of a large field systems, which is partially overlain with a medieval field system. The purpose of this field system has been debated, with historians disagreeing as to whether the fields were used for cereals or for stock.


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A Word In Your Ear

“like a crab going to Ireland”


A NEW book on Devon dialect has shone the spotlight on some of the Westcountry's most weird and wonderful phrases.


Devon Dialect, written by language enthusiast Ellen Fernau, based in Norfolk, identifies some of the quirkiest words to be used in our neighbouring county.


A statement from the publisher, Bradwell Books, said: “Devon has a unique set of vocal traditions, many developed because of quirks of geography and others from a complex social demography.


“Many efforts have been made to record the language traditions of the area and to identify the sources of some of the words that are, or used to be, in common use.”


WEIRD AND WONDERFUL DEVONSHIRE WORDS

1. An ‘angletwich’ is a fidgety child or quick moving creature;

2. A ‘dummon’ is an affectionate (we hope) term for wife;

3. Devonians refer to holidaymakers as ‘grockles’ (in Cornwall they are known as ‘emmits’)

4. If you have been cheated, you have been ‘folshid’;

5. A ladybird is, rather grandly, a ‘god's cow’;

6. If you are being silly you are ‘maze as a brush’;

7. Or, if you have no sense, you have ‘no nort’;

8. And nonsense is ‘witpot’;

9. While the word for daft is ‘zart’;

Charmingly, ‘snishums’ is the Devon word for sneezing.


The book has prompted a flurry of responses from people in Devon offering words of their own as part of their dialect - but are these really Cornish terms?


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Curious Topics


Vermont Zombie Hunting — a true story

Jul 28, 2014

They say true stories are best, so here is one from Zon Estes.


A new Vermont experience.
I'm working in the yard. I hear people talking, yelling. (Occasionally people walking on trails around find their way toward our house.) When they were clearly in the yard, I walked over toward them.


Them is about a dozen guys. What caught my eye was the shirtless fellow wearing a pink tutu, leading a few of his buddies off a slight distance. Then I saw that most were painted--either on the face or all over. Oh, and sunglasses.


When they saw me, they explained that they were looking for Zombies. By now, there must've been two dozen mostly naked, jazzed up guys, ready to roll.
I directed the Zombie hunters toward a commonly missed turn. I can still hear them in the woods, up on the hillside. Blowing whistles and bellowing.
“Where the hell am I?”

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100 Years Ago

Feature:  August 1914

The First World War Begins

Aug 3, 2014





Caption: German soldiers embarking for the front


August 1

The German Empire declares war on the Russian Empire, following Russia's military mobilization in support of Serbia; Germany also begins mobilization. France orders general mobilization. New York Stock Exchange closed due to war in Europe, where nearly all stock exchanges are already closed.


August 2

German troops occupy Luxembourg in accordance with its Schlieffen Plan. A secret treaty between the Ottoman Empire and Germany secures Ottoman neutrality. At 7:00 pm (local time) Germany issues a 12-hour ultimatum to neutral Belgium to allow German passage into France.


August 3

Germany declares war on Russia's ally, France.

At 7:00 am (local time) Belgium declines to accept Germany's ultimatum of August 2.



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Local History

May 5, 2013


A lyrical homage by Charles Monette



With 1878’s best intentions, some sturdy men began

Building Brattleboro’s narrow gauge in the southeast kingdom

Upside verdant country, the West River, to South Londonderry

Financed by bankers’ bonds bought in towns’ river valleys

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Sep 7, 2013

Photo by Vermont Views


A photo essay of 40 images and caption


“Before The Fall”



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Reviews Old & New


 
Tortoise Diaries: Daily Meditations for Creativity and Slowing Down

By Christian McEwen, Illustrations by Laetitia Bermejo


A note from Phil Innes

Publisher, Vermont Views Magazine


More an an announcement than a review — but Christian McEwen will be attending the forthcoming Brattleboro Literary Festival, and if I, editorially, should pre-review her title I might say that her previous work, ‘World Enough & Time’, is a title completely at home in a culture that Brattleboro fosters , anticipates and yearns for, and as such could be recommended in place of many other remedies, prescriptions and speculations. These are works for the life of our times.

 

A mini treasure-house of poems and quotations, centered on creativity and slowing down.

 

“We called him tortoise because he taught us.”—Lewis Carroll

 

A daily reader of prayer and meditation in serving the practice of lectio divina or “divine reading” based on the twelve chapters of Christian McEwen’s 2011 book called World Enough & Time: On Creativity and Slowing Down.

 

Focusing in turn on different subjects, each month introduces a new subject ranging from “the art of slowing down,” considering good company and conversation, investigating “child time,” to the joys and relaxation to be found in walking. Those who are familiar with Christian’s original text will recognize many of the entries, which have been arranged so as to flow smoothly from one to the next, helping to deepen and clarify each particular theme.

 

The title is drawn, with laughing gratitude, from Lewis Carroll (see the epigraph, above), though it has more ancient origins too. In The Tortoise Diaries, Christian McEwen gives her readers beautiful insight of how slowness can open doors to sustained creativity.

 

Author Bio: Christian McEwen was born in London and grew up in the Borders of Scotland. Her most recent book, also with Bauhan Publishing, World Enough & Time: On Creativity and Slowing Down is in its fifth printing. In addition, she has edited four anthologies, including Naming the Waves: Contemporary Lesbian Poetry, and Jo’s Girls: Tomboy Tales of High Adventure, True Grit & Real Life. She has written for the Nation and the Village Voice, and her poems and essays have been widely published. McEwen has taught poetry, environmental literature and creative writing at a number of different venues, including The Scottish Poetry Library in Edinburgh, Williams College, Smith College, and Lesley University. She has been a fellow, several times, at the Yaddo and MacDowell colonies, and lives in Northampton, Massachusetts.

 

Laetitia Bermejo is an artist and illustrator who lives in Mallorca.

 

Price: $15.00

 ISBN #: 978-0-87233-175-5

 Size: Paperback, 400 pp. 3 ¾" X 5”

Introduction:


A note from the author:

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Brattleboro Skyline

A massive photo essay with captions

Jun 11, 2014


The Slow Living Summit and The Strolling of the Heifers 2014


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Localvore Directory

Click this link for locally grown and manufactured food products and how to find them directly

Mar 24, 2013


To add your business to the free listing of Localvores — contact the publisher at onechess@comcast.net


Phone numbers, websites, e-mails, travel directions and hours of business of a few dozen local farms and businesses making Vermont food products. Support your local food economy!


Just Added — Full Plate Farm

 

Full Plate Farm is a one acre vegetable farm conveniently located one and a half miles from downtown Brattleboro, VT.  We grow over 100 varieties of delectable, nutritious veggies using organic practices. We offer a CSA which includes all of our veggies, as well as berries and sweet corn from a few other local farms. We offer 12 different share options, so that you can choose how much produce you get and when. We also offer options between some of the veggies in your share as well as a “swap box” so that you will always have a choice to trade out a veggie you don’t like for one you do. Every week we include recipes and cooking suggestions. 


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Write On!

VERMONT HIPPIE ZOMBIES

Martha M Moravec

Aug 5, 2013


Three years ago, Hurricane Irene surprised Vermonters – we who have grown complacent over our temperate, mostly gentle environment – with eleven quick inches of rain that led to the worst flooding the state had seen in eighty-four years. The rising waters forced evacuations, knocked out bridges, tore up roads, destroyed houses, left thousands of people stranded and in one case, took out an entire town, or most of it, and fiendishly wrecked the state’s emergency operations center. Three years later, people are still telling stories about the damage and in some cases, still rebuilding.

The story that sticks with me concerns the added injury suffered by Rochester, Vermont, where, according to one newspaper account, “a gentle brook swelled into a torrent and ripped through Woodlawn Cemetery, unearthing about twenty five caskets and strewing their remains throughout downtown.”

They now say that fifty graves were rooted out. I’ve no doubt that my imagination (and yours) can conjure up images far more gruesome than what actually surfaced that day. Even so, because aid and rescue teams were busy assisting the living in dozens of distressed towns (Rochester being one of the most distressed), an open casket with its remains plainly visible lay in the middle of the main thoroughfare for an indecent amount of time.

Eventually, volunteers ventured forth to try to identify the resurrected. Led by a former state trooper who just happened to have reinvented himself as a funeral home director, they marked and covered the muddy disarray of cracked vaults, overturned coffins, body parts, bones and tatters of clothing with blue tarp and little red flags.


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B.E.S.T

Are you wearing Dhaka?

Photo by Vermont Views Shop Window

This article is an extract from The Guardian, UK


When it comes to fashion, applying even the most modest ethical criteria is ridiculously hard. All the big chains – including Primark, which had a supplier in the destroyed Rana Plaza building on Dhaka's outskirts, and has promised "to provide support where possible" to the families of the 187 workers known to have died – have ethics policies that can be viewed online. None has a clearly labelled and readily availably Fairtrade or equivalent line on the shop floor.


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  Passages Daily  Woody Allen, Manhattan



“Chapter 1.

He adored New York City. He idolized it all out of proportion...no, make that: he - he romanticized it all out of proportion. Yes. To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.'


Uh, no let me start this over.


'Chapter 1.

He was too romantic about Manhattan, as he was about everything else. He thrived on the hustle bustle of the crowds and the traffic. To him, New York meant beautiful women and street-smart guys who seemed to know all the angles...'.


Ah, corny, too corny for my taste. Can we ... can we try and make it more profound?


'Chapter 1.

He adored New York City. For him, it was a metaphor for the decay of contemporary culture. The same lack of individual integrity that caused so many people to take the easy way out was rapidly turning the town of his dreams in...'


No, that's a little bit too preachy. I mean, you know, let's face it, I want to sell some books here.


'Chapter 1.

He adored New York City, although to him it was a metaphor for the decay of contemporary culture. How hard it was to exist in a society desensitized by drugs, loud music, television, crime, garbage...'


Too angry, I don't want to be angry.


'Chapter 1.

He was as tough and romantic as the city he loved. Behind his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat.'


I love this.


'New York was his town, and it always would be.”


A note on the image: Manhattan 1942

 

To This Degree


An image a day every day of the year

   


Today: A harem


A fateful (even if sought after) subservience to the vagaries or desires of the emotional nature


TOP PUT TO USE THE EMPTINESS OF WAITING


Aug 29 2014 Virgo 7°  (1° to 15° Virgo is CHARACTERIZATION in Act 2; Stabilization)

 

Brattleboro Skyline

Jun 11, 2014


Slow Living Summit


Strolling of the Heifers

2014


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Column 4our

writers: Charles Monette, Laura Momaney, Matti Salminen, Nanci Bern

Going Round in Circles

Charles Monette

Aug 25, 2014


Given recent events around our world, I’d like to begin with a quote from Albert Einstein, “Taken on the whole, I would believe that Gandhi’s views were the most enlightened of all the political men in our time.  We should strive to do things in his spirit… not to use violence in fighting for our cause, but by non-participation in what we believe is evil.”


I often ask those I introduce to our labyrinths, “Could you hear the quiet?”  “What did you say”, they often say in reply. ?  I said, “Did you listen to yourself when you meandered back and forth?  Did you slow down the game? Did you notice the beauty of the river stones, or the green moss underfoot, preferably your bare foots.


The river stones transported from the northeast kingdom, or the West River are so beautiful in shape, in color, in feel. Most are smooth to see, to touch, or to feel, water having washed over them countless times in the cycle to the sea.  Smoothly showing a way round.


“It is not enough to teach a man a specialty.  Through it he may become a kind of useful machine, but not a harmoniously developed personality.  It is essential that the student acquire an understanding of and a lively feeling for values.  He must acquire a vivid sense of the beautiful and of the morally good…. He must learn to understand the motives of human beings, their illusions, and their sufferings in order to acquire a proper relationship to individual fellowmen and to the community.  These precious things are conveyed to the younger generation through personal contact with those who teach.  It is this that primarily constitutes and preserves culture.”              ----- Albert Einstein


We are about preserving culture by teaching in our sacred place,

our community here on the banks of the Connecticut River in the southeast kingdom of Vermont. 


Phil Innes publishes Vermont Views as a beautiful tool, an online magazine, to chronicle in word and pictures the quality of life & spirit of place here in our home in southeastern Vermont.  He gathers descriptions and feelings and notions and photos of place to help us remember, to be in, and to dream visions & senses of place.


In 1994, my Metaphysical And Spiritual Healing (MASH) guru, Wayne P. London, M.D. of Harvard & Cambridge & Brattleboro and other wheres, gave me the following prayer to share:

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Reviews Old & New


 
Tortoise Diaries: 

Daily Meditations for Creativity and Slowing Down

By Christian McEwen, Illustrations by Laetitia Bermejo


A note from Phil Innes

Publisher, Vermont Views Magazine


More an an announcement than a review — but Christian McEwen will be attending the forthcoming Brattleboro Literary Festival, and if I, editorially, should pre-review her title I might say that her previous work, ‘World Enough & Time’, is a title completely at home in a culture that Brattleboro fosters , anticipates and yearns for, and as such could be recommended in place of many other remedies, prescriptions and speculations. These are works for the life of our times.

 

A mini treasure-house of poems and quotations, centered on creativity and slowing down.

 

“We called him tortoise because he taught us.”—Lewis Carroll

 

A daily reader of prayer and meditation in serving the practice of lectio divina or “divine reading” based on the twelve chapters of Christian McEwen’s 2011 book called World Enough & Time: On Creativity and Slowing Down.

 

Focusing in turn on different subjects, each month introduces a new subject ranging from “the art of slowing down,” considering good company and conversation, investigating “child time,” to the joys and relaxation to be found in walking. Those who are familiar with Christian’s original text will recognize many of the entries, which have been arranged so as to flow smoothly from one to the next, helping to deepen and clarify each particular theme.

 

The title is drawn, with laughing gratitude, from Lewis Carroll (see the epigraph, above), though it has more ancient origins too. In The Tortoise Diaries, Christian McEwen gives her readers beautiful insight of how slowness can open doors to sustained creativity.

 

Author Bio: Christian McEwen was born in London and grew up in the Borders of Scotland. Her most recent book, also with Bauhan Publishing, World Enough & Time: On Creativity and Slowing Down is in its fifth printing. In addition, she has edited four anthologies, including Naming the Waves: Contemporary Lesbian Poetry, and Jo’s Girls: Tomboy Tales of High Adventure, True Grit & Real Life. She has written for the Nation and the Village Voice, and her poems and essays have been widely published. McEwen has taught poetry, environmental literature and creative writing at a number of different venues, including The Scottish Poetry Library in Edinburgh, Williams College, Smith College, and Lesley University. She has been a fellow, several times, at the Yaddo and MacDowell colonies, and lives in Northampton, Massachusetts.

 

Laetitia Bermejo is an artist and illustrator who lives in Mallorca.

 

Price: $15.00

 ISBN #: 978-0-87233-175-5

 Size: Paperback, 400 pp. 3 ¾" X 5”

Introduction:


A note from the author:

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Column Energetics  US and World Energy News

George Harvey

¶ Windy Weather



Opinion:


¶   “Is wind power viable?” Wind power currently provides 4% of all US electricity. Massachusetts residents now have the option to fuel their homes with 100% green energy through Mass Energy’s New England Green Start program. [Berkshire Eagle]


World:

¶   This summer, the Raglan mine in northern Canada began installing its first wind turbine, manufactured by Enercon, in Germany Verret predicts that this wind turbine would replace about 5% of the mine’s diesel consumption – or 2.4-million litres of diesel. [Creamer Media's Mining Weekly]


¶   Chinese wind turbine manufacturer Goldwind boosted its net profit in the first half of 2014 by 256.8% to 330 million yuan ($53.65 million) compared with the year-ago period on the back of a “sector recovery”. [reNews]


US:


¶   Invenergy, the Chicago-based independent renewable-power producer, has repudiated a lawsuit brought against its recently completed 94 MW Orangeville wind farm in New York state, calling the suit “unfounded”. [Recharge]


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Monkey’s Cloak


Sycamore blue 

Charles Monette



How do we take the measure of a tree?

A triangulating clinometer, or a look an’ see?

Who are we?

To call it an ‘old’ sycamore tree

A landmark tree… you see, some see

A buffer tween river and town

Overlooking banks on both sides now

Twixt Connecticut River, BS&L, TD North’s teller shirtsleeves

Loves swaying green above ‘neath golden undertone leaves

Trunk inches round rings across

Noticeably missing a lichen green moss

Stippled bark silver strips itself to be clean

Average crown corollary remains to be seen

Weight of its shadow anchors a reach to blue sky

As I walk by

Old say grew faster when young

Could count the leaves, green chaos then some

Exacting eminence triumphant and glum

Drinking some water that won’t find the bay

She stands in glory, a little taller each day



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Publisher’s Challenge

“places of disinhabitation”

Mac Gander




I’m not sure how I had happened to be fetched up with strangers on a small boat toward an island that promised some ancient mystery and also the sort of photos that tourists like to get and send back home. St. Michael’s Mount, a lovely island off Cornwall’s coast, and not a long ride in almost tropical weather. It must have been the monastery—those ruins—that attracted me. I have always been fascinated by places of disinhabitation.


What seems strange now, of course, is that my memory of how I got there, why I was on that small ship chugging across the easy seas in bright sunlight toward a sort of tourist destination that also billed itself as mystery—the grey rock in the wood a remnant of flooded and ancestral land, the gnarled and fossilized trees like giant’s knees poking through the sand and silt—is completely gone. Nothing that happened in my life before this day remains for me. A blank slate.


I remember the day. I remember the American family who made the small boat noisy with their antics, shooting photos and doing selfies, a middle-aged father looking both rich and dogged, like a stockbroker slightly down on his luck, and his younger wife, but not too much younger—still pretty, but frayed a bit by the challenge of keeping up with two teen-aged girls who seemed to bicker almost constantly when they were not texting or taking photographs of each other, and a surly younger son, just on the cusp of adolescence, dark hair unlike his blonde sisters, and contained within a sort of anger that was interesting to me—I remember that much.


And there were two older women—one of them quite old, still spry but obviously enfeebled by age, and a second, who might have been her sister, or an older daughter—grey-haired, the both of them, and lean, faces bent toward the sea-breeze, it was hard to tell. And then the driver of that ship, a dour, dark fellow who made it clear in his demeanor that he worked for our money, nothing else, and a boatman, a ship’s mate, who clearly worked for tips, so cheerful he was that it was clear he’d been drinking since dawn.


I remember these characters, and I remember how bright the day was, the vaguely tropical sky, the sea breeze, the easy waves. Then there was a moment—a sudden black sky, not quite a cloud, but darker somehow, and a sort of wrestling of the waves, a torment—and I woke on a hard cold beach under a grey sky. The driver of the ship and the boat’s mate—the ship itself—were gone—but my companions in that voyage were there, staggered on the sand, coming to life as I was.

No one said anything. There was a wood behind us, dark and thick, and then the thin strip of sand we inhabited, and almost no sound, except very far away, a sort of fluted call—I couldn’t tell if it was some sort of bird that I had never heard before, or a musical instrument. The call was clear and rhythmic, and almost lulling, like a melody…but with an unease to it, like something vaguely evil. Something that would not be known, but that still might compel one.


We rose from the sand as if entranced, our small party, and it seemed to me that each face had changed from what I had seen of them before, as if we had taken on the guise of a sort of masque—and our clothes were different, too, the same clothes in one way, shirts and shoes and so on, but changed by the strange light so that they seemed like nothing I had ever seen before. No one spoke. We moved toward the sound—that distant sound—as if impelled.


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OUR MAN IN BLACK

Toni Ortner

Aug 29, 2014

                                                                        

EFT 879 unrolls the scrolls so slowly as if they were the crime.  He is OUR MAN IN BLACK. Each morning at l0 am on the dot he steps out of his car and GRABS THE SCROLLS that lie like snakes curled in the back seat. We have all seen him DAY AFTER DAY head held high as a monarch in sight of his subjects. He holds the long scroll open as you approach but never dares to block your way up the post office steps. The brightest among us cannot identify the writing, yet there must be something to deceiver. You cannot help but look closer. There must be a crime, but you can’t put your finger on what it is.  Some who walk past him are hungry and notice he wears a nice gold watch that cost a pretty penny and his hair is combed and he never looks unfed. It feels like a dead man walks among us.


Day after day month after month year after year he walks like a ghost trying to tell us something. If he is a messenger who has sent him? Why our town?  He must be a veteran on meds who has post traumatic stress disorder. He must be disordered to walk each day the same route with the same scrolls over and over and over again as if it might make a difference. After all we have our routines. We have important business to attend to.


We wonder where his money comes from. Maybe he lives on some sort of disability. He cannot work since he walks back and forth in front of the post office so many hours every day. He seems in good health and tireless. He is intent, but you cannot catch his eyes.  They are too dark. If you try to move close enough to read the black marks scrawled on the scrolls, he jumps backwards as if burnt. As if you were the criminal. If you use binoculars and peer from a distance, it is clear there is nothing more than black lines that move in jagged thrusts over the paper at irregular angles. It means nothing yet  it must since he never gives up trying to convey a message and walks round in sun and wind rain and sleet and snow. The man in black is trying to tell us something but he does not/cannot use the language we know. Language has been removed from his tongue. If so, what happened so he cannot speak? The only things left for him are the scrolls. The man in black is always there. Or here. You cannot avoid seeing him whether you avert your eyes or not. It is driving you crazy. It has to mean something.


When you first saw him seven years ago, you thought you glimpsed the word government on the scroll but maybe that was what you thought. He is fixed on one task; you must see what is written on the scroll. Is it a sacred document that has been buried in a tomb for thousands of years but is now at last revealed? It could be a revelation.


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Weather

Aug 29, 2014





from NOAA

The National Weather Service


Brattleboro:


Patchy fog before 8am. Otherwise, sunny, with a high near 75. Calm wind becoming east around 5 mph in the afternoon.


Tonight
Patchy fog after 3am. Otherwise, partly cloudy, with a low around 50. Light south wind.


National:


The flash flooding threat shifts slightly east on Friday while both coasts and Hawaii continue high surf issues due to tropical systems


The potential for heavy rainfall and flash flooding will shift east on Friday across parts of the Upper Midwest into the eastern Great Lakes. Meanwhile, portions of both the East and West Coasts, as well as Hawaii, will continue to have high surf and rip current potential due to Hurricane Cristobal and Tropical Storm Marie respectively. Caution should be used on area beaches. 


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Notes on Creating by Audrey Flack from her title

Art & Soul

Vibrations


We actually receive vibrations from paintings. these vibrations emanate from colors. When we say we receive a charge from a work of art,  it is not just psychological in nature. Physical properties are affecting us.


My experiments with color, light, and the airbrush affected the way I painted. I discovered that colors mixed in a  dimly lit room, under a spotlight, which when held up to the canvas matched exactly the projected image color, were between five and ten shades off in a room that was fully lit. I began to premix my colors, storing them in film containers and jars. My thought process gradually changed. I began to think in terms of light rather than color. I would select a pigment and apply it to a surface that I knew would reflect light. Conversely, if I wanted a dark, I would select a pigment with non reflective qualities and apply it to an absorbent surface. In many case the color of the pigment was secondary and I could pick any one of the many colors to achieved the desired effect.

 

Vermont Diary

News


Like heath that in the wilderness

The wild wind whirls away


I have received a handsome letter from Christian McEwen, who will be attending the literary festival. She has been this summer in The Summer Isles, on the upper west coast of Scotland on an island Tanera Mor, which are islands out of time. I put up a few pictures for it here, in preparation for an announcement of Christian’s new title "The Tortoise Diaries." I too stayed on an island on that coast, the same that Stevenson wrote Treasure Island, and as I wrote her, the tiny island of Erraid which looks across the sound to Iona, is the same shape as Treasure Island.


In other news I see that newspapers are in trouble everywhere, and that a book about the first 2,000 years of social media, from Roman graffiti to Parisian bulletin boards, says that news, corporate news, news organized for you by an editor, is an anomaly in the history of human communications, only 200 years old and a form of ‘machine-news’ to inform the worker of the machine age since the industrial revolution.


In personal news it’s hectic! Cooking couple hundred plates tomorrow at the soup kitchen, again on Friday. On Friday night I receive 4 house guests for the evening, plus one cat who will harmoniously join our two cats for the month of September. What else? Tomorrow I will receive another cord of wood, but the lady who delivers it was uneasy that I suggested hiding the cash for it somewhere outside since I can’t hand it over because of being at the soup kitchen at 7. She is thinking about it. Did I mention that my wife is away for a week doing a workshop?


No less than 5 people have been trying to come by and talk about stuff, and I feel like I need a stock busy/help! paragraph to keep them away. Daft to invite people around at 5:30am on Wednesday, no?

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To This Degree

An image a day for every day of the year.


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Local & National


Pretty Often

Art & Soul

Notes on Creating


New

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Old Lady Blog

OUR MAN IN BLACK

Toni Ortner

Aug 29, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Sycamore blue 

Charles Monette

Aug 29, 2014


Energetics

George Harvey

Windy Weather

Aug 28, 2014


Kipling’s Questionnaire

Len Emery

Aug 27, 2014



Publisher’s Challenge #5

“places of disinhabitation”

Mac Gander

Aug 19 2014



Reviews Old & New

Tortoise Diaries: Daily Meditations for Creativity and Slowing Down

Review by

Phil Innes

Aug 26, 2014




Vermont Diary

News

Aug 25 2014




4our

Charles Monette

Going Round in Circles

Aug 25, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Mac Gander

From the Bottom of the Deck

Aug 20, 2014



OP ED

Namaya

Witness to Genocide: Israel/ Palestine:

A JOURNEY TO PEACE

Aug 24, 2014





Chess

Phil Innes

Math and Chess for America’s Schools

Aug 23, 2014




Untitled Work

Mac Gander

The Battle of the Somme River and the Story of Atlantis

Aug 21, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Matti Salminen

And I Write

Aug 20, 2014




If You Lived Elsewhere

Rough Tor

Aug 20, 2014




Vermont Diary

It’s already happened here

Aug 20 2014




Publisher’s Challenge #5

we chanced upon other gods

Phil Innes

Aug 19 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Namaya & Zoe

IN WITNESS 

Aug 5, 2014



4our

Laura Momaney

Think with your heart and move with your head

Aug 17, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Aren’t legends dead?

Aug 16, 2014



Open Mind

Offie Wortham

What’s wrong with Ethnocentrism?

Aug 8, 2014




Selected Letters

Vidda Crochetta

Kissin’ Cousins

Aug 14, 2014





OP ED

Toni Ortner

Amazing GRACE:

Global Citizens and Artists for Social Change

Aug 14, 2014





Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

It was an August like this

Aug 13, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Mork Goes Home to Ork

Aug 13, 2014




Publisher’s Challenge #5

Fantasy Island

Charles Monette

Aug 12 2014



4our

Matti Salminen

Truth in malajustment

Aug 12, 2014



Vermont Diary

Buy Cops

Aug 11 2014



Special Feature

DROLL OF THE MEREMAID

Lutey of The Lizard




Publisher’s Challenge

In 750 words or less


Fantasy Island

Aug 10, 2014





Reviews Old & New

Voices Like Wind Chimes

By Arlene F. Distler

Reviewed by: Mary W. Mathias

 Poet With a Painter’s Eye

Aug 9, 2014




Open Mind

Offie Wortham

IBM 1960

Aug 8, 2014



Untitled Work

Mac Gander

Manhattan Babies Don’t Sleep Tight

Aug 7, 2014




Write On!

Martha M Moravec

VERMONT HIPPIE ZOMBIES

Aug 5, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Alan Rayner

Neglected Life

Aug 5, 2014



O Citoyen!

Robert Oeser

Climate Change: Should we be Fearful? Or Hopeful?

Aug 4, 2014


100 Years Ago

The First World War Begins

Aug 3, 2014



4our

Nanci Bern

Taking Cover

Aug 2, 2014



New Column

Nurturing Nature

Tasneem Tawfeek

Air

Jul 31, 2014



Guest Article

Martha M Moravec

IMAGINARY FRIENDS

Jul 28, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Laura Momaney

Globe Skimmer

Jul 29, 2014



Weekly Feature

The Wild Mountain Thyme

Jul 28, 2014



Curious Topics

Vermont Zombie Hunting — a true story

Jul 28 2014




Vermont Diary

Performance anxiety, god

Jul 27 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Mac Gander

Three AM in Green River, Mid-July

Jul 27, 2014



4our

Matti Salminen

Art of independent study

Jul 26, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Taking a wheelchair to the garden

Jul 24, 2014



Untitled work

Mac Gander

Snake Skins

Jul 22, 2014




Write On!

Phil Innes

hardly chanced upon in books

Jul 21, 2014



4our

Charles Monette

Labyrinth as a Universal Truth

Jul 19, 2014




Open Mind

Offie Wortham

Ex-Felons Automatically Have The Right To Vote in Vermont!

Jul 19, 2014




Vermont Diary

The butler, war, humanity

Jul 16 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Learned ghosts surround me now

Jul16, 2014


Real Food ! 

Blendering & Bolognese

Tara Innes

Jul 15, 2014




New Column

Articulate

Kate Anderson

Leadership

Jul 15, 2014




Weekly Feature

Alan Rayner

FAR NORTH

Jul 14, 2014




StudioONE

Len Emery

Goffstown Slaughterhouse

Jul 11, 2014




Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

Foraging

Jun 13, 2014



Guest Article

Christian McEwen

Teach Slow

Jul 11, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Once, a pond, a time

Jul 10, 2014




4our

Laura Momaney

Darkness and blinding, brilliant light

Jul 12, 2014




O Citoyen!

Robert Oeser

MOLLIE BURKE ON TRANSPORT VERMONT

A Report

Jul 9, 2014





Vermont Diary

Another funeral I won’t attend

Jul 8 2014



4our

Matti Salminen

Learning of my life

Jul 7, 2014



Untitled Work

Mac Gander

Doc Humes and the Invisible War

Jul 6, 2014




Post Oil Solutions

Tim Stevenson

“Gasland Part II”

Jul 5, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Mac Gander

Charles Monette

Terri Kneipp

3 Poems, incidentally

Jul 3, 2014




Articulate

Kate Anderson

Design and Connections

Jul 3, 2014




Write On!

Murder in the woods

Matti Salminen

Jul 1, 2014



The Great Adventure

Terri Kneipp

Like a girl

Jul 1, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Mac Gander

On Black Mountain View Road

Jun 30, 2014



Beer & Bangers

J.D McCliment’s and MacLaomainn's Scottish Pub

Jun 30 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Matti Salminen

Long necked birds

Jun 29, 2014




Selected Letters

Mac Gander

Dress Code

Jun 29, 2014




Vermont Diary

It’s hot in the kitchen

Jun 28 2014




4our

Charles Monette

Walking a Sacred Labyrinth Centering to  place

Jun 28, 2014




Post Oil Solutions

Tim Stevenson

What We Know

Jun 25, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

After The Solstice


Loneliness hogging my conversations

2 Poems, Mac Gander and Charles Monette

Jun 23, 2014





Non Profit

of the Month


Farming Connections, Inc

Jun 23, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Terri Kneipp

The Long

Good-bye

Jun 23, 2014



Write On!

The Strange Tale of Sam Whitlock

a short story by dale r. botten

Jun 23, 2014




4our

Laura Momaney

The Lost and Found

Jun 22, 2014



Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

Dangerous Inclinations

Jun 22, 2014



Vermont Diary

Bra straps in Brattleboro

Jun 21 2014



Selected Letters

Margaret Rogers

Knoxville: Summer of 1915  by James Agee

Jun 20, 2014




Untitled Work

Mac Gander

Inman Square (I)

Jun 19, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Richard A. Dudman

Broken

Jun 18, 2014



4our

Matti Salminen

What is Clintonia?

Jun 17, 2014




Guest Article

Robert A. Dudman

Flourishing

Jun 15, 2014



If You Lived Here

Proof

Vermont, Smartest State

Jun 14, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Maclean Gander

Sunday Breaks on Deer Park Brook:

Two Sonnets

Jun 13, 2014



Energetics

George Harvey

Another $15billion ready — Buffett

Jun 13, 2014




Nurturing Nature

Tasneem Tawfeek

Seeds of Wonder

Jun 12, 2014



Brattleboro Skyline

Massive photo essay with captions

Slow Living Summit & The Strolling of the Heifers 2014

Jun 11, 2014



Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

Memory/ Forgiveness

Jun 10, 2014



Open Mind

Offie Wortham

“Does Our Government Have Any Responsibility to Help Our Children Defend Themselves Against Advertising?”

Jun 9, 2014



Chess

Phil Innes

Real Survivor Part 2 ‘inner strength’

Jun 8, 2014



Archetypal Hippie Speaks

Jeri Rose

Bathroom Stories

Jun 8, 2014



Arts & Leisure

Matti Salminen 

Slow Living Summit

Jun 8, 2014



Untitled Work

Mac Gander

Fugue State

Jun 6, 2014




Post Oil Solutions

Tim Stevenson

June Climate Change Café Features Community Conversation with Area Artists

Jun 6, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Wetlands Campaign

Jun 5, 2014



Op Ed

Linda Whiton

Creating the Strength to Speak,

a book about adoption and Moms.

Jun 2, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Jeri Rose

How Alone

June 1, 2014



Real Food ! 

Comb Potato?

Mark Lee

Jun 1, 2014




Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

A Different Sort of Book Review

Jun 1, 2014



If You Lived Elsewhere

About 5,000 years ago The Quontock Hills would have looked much the same

May 31, 2014



Post Oil Solutions

Tim Stevenson

Engaging the Unengaged

May 30, 2014




O Citoyen!

Robert Oeser

Citizen’s Breakfast Report

Orly Munzing and The Strolling

May 29, 2014




Publisher’s Challenge #4

“Did you ever have a Barbie or a GI Joe*?”

May 28, 2014




Vermont Diary

Where they all go to die

May 27 2014




in between

Julia Ferrari

Following a Thread 

May 27, 2014




Archetypal Hippie Speaks

Jeri Rose

Soul Food

May 26, 2014



Open Mind

Offie Wortham

So, are you an Alien?

May 25, 2014




Untitled Work

Mac Gander

What Remains Of Us

May 24, 2014




100 Years Ago

Feature:  May 29, 1914

RMS Empress of Ireland

May 23, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Kisses anchored in fear 

May 23, 2014





Weekly Feature

Mark Twain

Is Shakespeare Dead? 

May 22, 2014




Open Mind

Offie Wortham

“The Uniqueness of the Trans-Cultural Awareness Institute”

May 22, 2014




Untitled Work

Mac Gander

Transgression and other loves

May 21, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Ian Turnbull

Terri Kneipp

Two Poems on a theme 

May 19, 2014


Vermont Diary

Home, home on the range

May 18, 2014




Energetics

George Harvey

Tea and Turbines 

May 18, 2014



Chess

Phil Innes

Is it Time to Kill College Sports?

May 18, 2014


Reviews

Old & New

THE SOLDIER’S WIFE

By Joanna Trollope

Reviewed by

Alan Rayner



Real Food ! 

Grandma’s Rhubarb Pie

Tara Innes

May 17, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Derek Innes

Fallen Angel 

May 16, 2014




Publisher’s Challenge #3

“Designer Incarnation 2100 Application”

May 15, 2014




Open Mind

Offie Wortham

“My Next Time Around”

May 15, 2014




Untitled Work

Mac Gander

Burning Leaves

May 14, 2014




Archetypal Hippie Speaks

Jeri Rose

A Mother's Day Tail

May 13, 2014




Monkey’s Cloak

Alan Rayner

Wreckage 

May 12, 2014


Selected Letters

Tasneem Tawfeek

Helping Earth: Small Changes

May 10, 2014



Vermont Diary

Adventures in Consciousness

May 9 2014



Vermont Diary

Burying the body

May 8 2014



Arts & Leisure

Matti Salminen 

Brought to life

May 6, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

Here come those 5 o’clock birds 

May 6, 2014



Weekly Feature

Firefighters, the first 60 seconds

May 4, 2014



Guest Article

Christian McEwen

Time to Talk

May 3, 2014




Energetics

George Harvey

Renewables, Carbon & Money

US and World Energy News

May 3, 2014



Open Mind

Offie Wortham

People should determine their own Ethnicity

May 2, 2014



Vermont Diary

Zorba and Frankie

May 1, 2014



100 Years Ago

Feature:  1914

Valley of the Kings

May 1, 2014



Reviews

Old & New

Everyone Here Spoke Sign Language: Hereditary Deafness on Martha's Vineyard

By Nora Ellen Groce

Apr 30, 2014



Natural Inclusivity

Alan Rayner

NATURAL INCLUSION FOR THE YOUNG OF HEART AND MIND

Apr 30, 2014




Post Oil Solutions

Tim Stevenson

We are All Polar Bears

Apr 29, 2014




Studio2

Featuring

Ed Branson, Paul Madalinski, Joseph Fichter, Jeffrey Lewis, David Wissman, Dane Tilghman

Apr 28, 2014



Monkey’s Cloak

Charles Monette

A fair English complexion 

Apr 27, 2014



Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

Elderly Abuse

Apr 26, 2014



Open Mind

Offie Wortham

Affirmative Action should be based on Need not Race

Apr 23, 2014



Guest Article

Mac Gander

Story in Three Days and Nights, A Fragment

Apr 22, 2014



Reviews

Old & New

From the BBC...

Jamaica Inn

Apr 21, 2014


Weekly Feature

In Conversation with Gemma Champoli, Hospice

Apr 19, 2014



If You Lived Elsewhere

The Minack Theatre

Apr 19, 2014



Vermont Diary

Shootists

Apr 18, 2014



Curious Topics

Zentai suits

Would You Like To Wear These?

Apr 18, 2014



Real Food !

Tara Innes

Green Sauces, 2 variations

Apr 17, 2014



Studio 4

Group Shoot

6 PHOTOGRAPHERS

3

THEMES

Apr 17, 2014




Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

Life Is a Deck of Cards or Change is the Constant

Apr 16, 2014



Write On!

Offie C. Wortham

Relativity  

Apr 16, 2014


Archetypal Hippie Speaks

Jeri Rose

Body Politics  

Apr 15, 2014



Open Mind

Offie Wortham

Digital/Device Detoxing is Common Sense

Apr 14, 2014



If You Lived Elsewhere

Beer Special

Apr 13, 2014


Guest Article

Nanci Bern

The Great Exodus—Salamanders and Passover Crossings

Apr 13, 2014



Vermont Diary

A survey

PhDs, ‘pot holes’ and a billion bucks

Mar 11, 2014


100 Years Ago

Feature: April 20, 1914

The Ludlow Massacre

Apr 10, 2014



Energetics

George Harvey

Science and Technology, US and World Energy News

Apr 9, 2014



Old Lady Blog

Toni Ortner

The Woman Who Juggled Glass Balls

Apr 9, 2014




Post Oil Solutions

Tim Stevenson

Food Security Collaborative Benefit Concert

Apr 6, 2014



Archetypal Hippie Speaks

Jeri Rose

A Modest Proposal

Apr 5, 2014



Non Profit of the Month

Loaves and Fishes

A special invitation from

Bill and Nancy Ames

Apr 5, 2014




Open Mind

Offie Wortham

Do we really have a caste system in America?!

Apr 5, 2014



The Great Adventure

Terri Kneipp

Daddies’ Little Girls

Apr 1, 2014



100 Years Ago

Feature: 31st March, 1914

First Survey of Easter Island

Mar 31, 2014



Beer & Bangers

Terri Kneipp

Spring — Beer, Impartially Considered

Mar 30, 2014



Just Added

Full Plate Farm

Localvore Directory

Mar 24, 2014



Selected Letters

Offie Wortham

The Call for a National Conversation to bury

“The One-Drop Rule”

Mar 25, 2014




Op Ed

Rebecca Burns

We can’t even  feed ourselves

Food Deserts

Mar 17, 2014


Monthly Feature

Photo Essay

William Hays,

print maker

February, 2014