Most of my family lives in a 30-mile loop of each other – a circle from Bethel to East Randolph to Randolph and back to Bethel again. It’s rural Vermont at its best – woods and pastures, dirt roads, dairy farms, cemeteries, schoolhouses and country stores. I traveled this loop today, chasing the light to capture images for a photography assignment on color and light. Sometimes because I don’t have a house of my own I feel dislocated – my life, a story without a setting. But, that’s not true. I am rooted in this town, grounded in its soil. I have memories of two sets of grandparents, uncles, aunts and cousins living, working and playing here; now, siblings and nieces and nephews do the same. We abide here. And, sometimes like today, the light shines upon us and I remember how beautiful it all is and how lucky I am to call this place home.
