The Greenest Mountains: Burlington and a Big Red Bus

Jeffersonville, VT: June, 2021 It wasn’t far after crossing the Champlain Bridge that I began to notice signs in both English and French and saw Vermont’s namesake mountains paralleling the lake shore. It could have been self-manifesting confirmation bias but the trees really did look greener, as if they permanently retained the squint-inducing electric limeContinue reading “The Greenest Mountains: Burlington and a Big Red Bus”