Eight summers have come and gone since we have lived in Vermont, and every year we discover something or somewhere new nearby that solidifies why we made the choice to raise our children here. Maybe it’s becoming integrated into our really great elementary school, maybe it’s the delight of still eating JDubbs’s homemade maple syrup months later, or maybe it’s the thrill of stumbling upon someplace new–a running trail through the woods or a scenic path I never knew existed–that has us looking at each other triumphantly and affirming, That is why we live here.
Such is the case when, through the guidance of a good friend, we discovered an actual stairway to heaven.
In this instance, heaven is a crystal clear swimming hole at the foot of a nearby waterfall that is crossed by a covered bridge. Seriously. I did not just spew a bunch of quintessential New England-y elements at you and blend them into one hyperbolic metaphor for somewhere that almost feels like Vermont personified. Places like this really exist, when you live in a world that still has much to be discovered.
Not only does it exist, but for some crazy reason, we had it all to ourselves! Where are all the people, pushing and shoving and generally overrunning a perfect location such as this? How could this place possibly be a sanctuary just for us?
This is why we live here: clean air, clean water, and a little slice of heaven all to ourselves, hidden among any corner, just waiting for you to stumble over it and wonder how on earth you had never noticed it before.
If you need us, we’ll be off collecting fallen leaves or meandering through a corn maze or doing something equally bucolic. You can’t deny there are so many reasons why we live here.
And we’re going to appreciate every single one.