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Patti’s porch …

Patti’s porch …

Patti's porch ...

My friend Patti’s porch in Williamsville, Vermont, is one of those places in the world that forms still life images that are indelible.

I’ve sat on it, in winter and summer, spring and fall, but it never quite leaves me.

Red Keds, April 2013

When I was there last, the remaining vestiges of winter were still apparent. And yet I gamely insisted on wearing my summer Keds, despite the mud.

As a writer’s retreat, it was a perfect place with just the right amount of mist to shroud me as I strung together the words I needed to propel me that much further into my book, A History Of Women’s Boxing.

Yellow Barn in the Mist, April 2013, Credit: Malissa Smith

Now that it’s actually sitting with the publisher, I carry the images from Patti’s porch as some sort of proof that writing is a labor of love, no matter what its purpose.

Yellow Barn Close Up, April 2010

A road to travel.

Maybe to arrive some place and maybe not.