. . . . . and one day while the days remained hot he found outside his windows not the sounds of cabbies and cafes but crickets, thousands and thousands of crickets, the change was . . .
Saturday, November 28, 2009
View
One of the greatest parts about my time here in Vermont is that it consistently is a place of space, peace and quiet. Even when the students are here and having a party that starts at 2am on Wednesday. The view is what I always remember.
0 comments:
Post a Comment