We returned from one of our frequent lightning visits to Brattleboro, Vt., one of our favorite places, home of creatives, gypsies, healers, street people, fierce individualists, shopkeepers, artists, tree-huggers and Earth lovers,  peace-loving people. We love it there, we stayed for one night at the funky Latchis Hotel downtown, ate dinner in a new and spanky Turkish restaurant, escaped all evocations of politics, saw a movie (“Miss Peregrine..), bought Robin, my granddaughter a present or two, I had a salmon/vegetable crepe for breakfast, and we made it home before lunch.

Back to work. We are psychically exhausted still, but somewhat refreshed by just seeing something different for 24 hours. More photos and reports to come.