Secondary road

November 21, 1986

Sheltered in the river valley's arms, The Quaker bonnet of a hidden hill unfolds to passers-by. On winding roads hillsides frame a plethora of curves, hooded, graceful, quietly serene. Monochrome miles of nature's somnolence brighten where the valley sweeps an arm to dazzle with a panoramic view, furthering the fast track, as it were. Valleys of Vermont hold beauty fast; the eye of the beholder hustles past.