FEB SOMETHING, 2011
Oh, long, long
Have we eaten chia seeds
and dried deer's flesh of the summer killing.
We are tired of our huts
and the smoky smell of our clothing.
And the grass on the mountain."
- Paiute Late Winter Song
We are putting our gnarly fingers on the wrist of Vermont, checking for a pulse. The HUM is rapidly becoming THE random check for a crisp interpretation of Vermont current events. Got hum? firstname.lastname@example.org
Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died. ~Erma Bombeck