A Sense of Place
On our last day of G-Fest, Vermont has shown us heat and humidity, placid golden sunsets (captured in the mind but not in video), and, today, rain. A most particular rain. I remember my first stays in Saint Louis where the sky opens with a ferocious intensity. Wet-in-a-second rain. Not
I wrote the above two years before starting this space. A year after that, my wife and I were walking in the neighborhood, and I asked her for help naming this space. She suggested "Sense of Place".