Traces

Drove 25 minutes to Shelburne to camp on a Wi-Fi connection at cafe good for coffee, scones, and a good soundtrack. After four hours of searching for a new job online I packed up and circled through Vergennes with my camera.

I passed a graveyard dated from the late 1700's. Weathered head stones worn smooth, names and stories lost, I took a picture. I was here.

Tell good stories. They will be passed down, remembered long after our bones rejoin the earth.