Standing here, in this stillness, I feel the depth of Vermont’s beauty—a beauty that doesn’t scream for attention but rather waits, quietly and patiently, for those willing to notice. The fog whispers secrets of the land, of days passed and seasons yet to come, inviting me to pause and appreciate the serene, fleeting beauty of a morning on my farm.
October 2024
I love how the soft morning mist rolls over the vibrant green landscape, blending the rich autumn colors with a gentle veil of fog. That lone tree in the center stands like a sentinel, grounding the scene in quiet solitude. The distant hills, barely visible through the haze, evoke a peaceful, almost ethereal atmosphere. This is the kind of moment that feels like nature is pausing to breathe, inviting us to do the same. The eerie stillness here reminds us of the beauty in small, fleeting moments—we should just slow down and exist.
I absolutely love where we live, and I am truly blessed and honored to be able to be a part of your life, and call you my wife and best friend! ❤️