The song of the Hermit Thrush is to me the most beautiful sound on earth.  The state bird of Vermont is in residence from mid-April until the full moon in August.  A four month […]

April is the cruellest month, breeding   Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing   Memory and desire, stirring   Dull roots with spring rain.     ***    

    Just a hint of color in the hills outside my door…   *** 

In light of the ongoing discussion regarding the possible closure of the Rose Art Museum, I thought I would post a link to an article in the New York Times online:     (Picasso, “Dog and […]