The sport is cross-country.

The sport is cross-country.

The sport is basketball.

Basketball is the sport.

A car is the only way I have the life I have. Only chance has spared me of a fatal crash.

This is the poster for a Vermont holiday you probably will never get (the weather never cooperates)

Extra clips from my few hours on the ice. Free to download.

An annual event for an annual tradition.

Are we much different from the sun flowers that follow the sun each day? Each day, most rise and set with the star. It exists as a metronome to a life that wouldn't survive without it. The sun is almost a nuissance during a day. Too bright and too hot, it literally melts our skin with its kiss. Without that radiance, nothing could survive in the habitable zone. And we know that each day, at least to some subconcious level. In the moments that feel limited are the only ones th

In the fight for first, someone has to settle for second.

A dynasty is built, not discovered.

Left with more questions than answers - a profile on Shiloh Hill based on our recent conversation

We're all prey at times, hooked before we notice. Caught by nets of comfort or zealous ambition. Some do to survive; others to trophy chase.

An annual event to remember Liam and Solon Bailey

Click into a photo to download it! Thank you to those involved.

At the dock you tend to talk about those you've chose to walk with

It's about the people we spend our time with

Our sky eclipsed over the Redstone green on UVM campus. A moment shared between many, with each being brimfull of varied emotions. Together, apart, bliss, pain.

In 2023, a storm in central Vermont overcame the flood prevention infrastructure. Some called it a 100-year-flood. This was the second summer in a row to have one.

The weather warned of heavy rainfall, but there was no predicting the level of damage a sudden storm could cause.