Author: amogle71

Father Christmas

In the short, six-hour day, the sunlight fades by mid-afternoon in the sitting room where Silvia is trimming the Christmas tree. Beautiful and majestic, it stands over twelve-feet high. Starting…
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Shadow and Light, Braintree, Vermont, Part II

“Roaming in the woods or other wild areas has always been my main source of recreation and greatest pleasure. The woodlands are the only place I feel I belong.” The…
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Landscape of Space and Peace: Braintree, Vermont, Part I

After my previous driving disaster, a friend offers to take me to Braintree, Vermont, where we are joined by the president of the local historical society, who becomes our knowledgeable…
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Silvia’s Garden, Estonia

This morning I took a short walk out of the village. As I trekked up a hill out of the valley, I passed the newly mown fields and an abandoned…
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Aitäh

Ten months ago, when I first began my search for Silvia, I never imagined visiting Estonia. In fact, I was anticipating three weeks in Paris, but eventually Silvia changed my…
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Visiting Helme

  The clouds billow in from the west, like puppets on strings, their shapes the fantasy of a child's imagination. We follow a field of yellowing rye down a narrow dirt…
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A Map to Viinamärdi

Rain has been the predominant weather pattern during much of my trip to Estonia, with more expected in the coming week. A day with a sunny forecast has become a…
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Emajõgi

With my forehead pressed against the window on a moving blur of a green, I feel only sadness. I am on the train, leaving Tallinn, without meeting Silvia's sister. In…
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