
My recent visit to Vermont is somewhat hazy due to a serious sugar overdose. It’s easy to over sugar yourself when you start the day with The Maple Grove Farms & Sugar House factory tour and tasting and really enjoy those free samples and comparative maple syrup tasting. Armed with a box of “seconds” maple candy we made our way to Ben & Jerry’s. The free sample on the tour was strawberry cheesecake (I never knew there could be a B&J flavor that I didn’t like!) so I compensated with a Mint Chocolate Chunk coffee. No wonder it’s all a blur!
The Vermont quarter pictured on the left was issued in 2001 and features Camel's Hump Mountain with an image of maple trees with sap buckets in the forefront. Until the 1800s when cane sugar was introduced, Americans relied on Vermont's maple sugar for its sugar supply. There’s no arguing that maple sugar is good stuff!

Still amped up on sugar and caffeine we made it to the Orvis outlet in Manchester minutes before closing time. No worries there. I was fortified and could locate the bargains I wanted in no time flat. There were some serious deals there. No, they weren’t all sweaters with puppies and kittens on them and dowdy tweeds (though they were present). I walked away with a thick cashmere sweater, a Barbour jacket & a terrific yellow wool duffle coat. John surmised the great deals on winter clothing were due to global warming but I suspect the fact it was mid-May had much more to do with it.
The Magic Bus
My visit to Vermont gave me the excuse to read The Secret History by Donna Tartt.
From Library Journal Review: This well-written first novel attempts to be several things: a psychological suspense thriller, a satire of collegiate mores and popular culture, and a philosophical bildungsroman. Supposedly brilliant students at a posh Vermont school (Bennington in thin disguise) are involved in two murders, one supposedly accidental and one deliberate. The book's many allusions, both literary and classical (the students are all classics majors studying with a professor described as both a genius and a deity) fail to provide the deeper resonance of such works as Umberto Eco's The Name of the Rose . Ultimately, it works best as a psychological thriller.
From Melanie Jones:
In The Secret History, fall brings the smell of "apples rotting on the ground," of spider webs whose dew gathers "in beads so that it glistened like white frost." Winter finds the students huddled around the common room fire, barren willows tapping their "skeleton fingers" against the pane, and martins crying in the eves while mallards sob harsh, lonely chords across a steely lake. It is little wonder that Richard is so bewitched by the town's austere beauty, and readers can expect to be, as well.
A beautiful sampling of Vermont scenery accompanied by Billie Holiday’s Moonlight In Vermont is at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=StNAmz7kpe4
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