And it is. When I was up visiting last week, I kept saying over and over again, "Wow, it's gorgeous."
I pissed off an American friend of mine that I was in Ireland with years and years ago. We were standing on one of the rolling, green hills and I said, "Yeah, but Vermont's just as pretty." She got so mad.
One o
f our favorite outings as kids was to visit Texas Falls, a recreational area near Middlebury. (photos on left). We'd drive down, picnic, and jump across the rocks in the stream. I so wanted to re-visit it last week with my husband and kids. We packed up the car with kids and food and off we went. Then panic set in: What if it's not as much fun as I remember it? What if it totally sucks?Ah, but it's Vermont see, so it didn't. The stream (well, river more like it) was in full force as we all tried to jump from rock to rock. Well, almost all of us, my 7-year old son gave up on the rocks and just waded in the freezing, cold water. We explored all over and found an area where other people had left piles of rocks or cairns. The piles looked so peaceful there, we didn't disturb them but added our own. And, no, I forgot my camera so I don't ha
ve a picture of our handiwork. (The photo on the left is an example of rocks to cross).On the way home from Texas Falls, we always used to stop at the A&W Root Beer Stand which we did last week as well. I swear that stand is like Brigadoon; we looked for it on the way to Texas Falls and couldn't see it but on the way back, there it was. I guess it only appears AFTER you've been to the falls.
I probably don't have to say this but the ride to and from Texas Falls is just lovely. The traffic is light (it is Vermont after all) and the hills, the farms, the green, it's just great.
So yeah, I love to say I'm from Vermont. And there is another reason I love being from Vermont: my Republicans? Really Democrats. Seriously, Vermont Rocks!
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