It is the dead of winter at our home in Montpelier, Vt. A nor’easter has blown through. It’s 10 below on many days. For us, in our early 60s, mid-winter is a grim huddle around the wood stove. 

So for the fourth year in a row, we came here, to your place, hopping between rentals in Point . . .

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