Traffic, storms, tornado warnings (!!!!!!!) and torrential downpours and at last an arc of a rainbow over Quechee Vermont. I'm glad I made it. For two hours of the three hour trip I felt like my resolve was being tested. By heinous traffic, then wild weather. I hung in there and got my reward, which I gazed at in the parking lot of the Vermont Farm Diner (the one made famous in Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle for serving up diner style local food). It faded, and refused to be caught by camera, but there really is a rainbow there. I promise. And then onto Plymouth and my week of reflection, introspection and all the ridiculous contortions my emotions and mind will wrap themselves up in during this year's summer intensive retreat. Intensive is usually the operative word. Wouldn't it be lovely to have a calm peaceful retreat? It could happen. Really.
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