We "still" love our town

I wonder all the time how we ended up here. There are thousands of places that we could have chosen. But we picked little ol' Brattleboro,VT. And most days I'm pretty happy that we made it here. The strolling of the heifers is a great time to love Bratt.



You pretty much see everyone you know. And you feel for a little while at least that you are amongst people who get you. It's really nice to be someplace where it's normal on some level for people to do yoga alone on the street and your child's male pre-school teacher to wear a feather boa and a dress to work.

So once a year our town parades some cows through town and half the town is in the parade while the other half cheers them on. The kids love it because they throw out a lot of candy.
The parents love it because it's one more day to do something free that the whole family can look forward to.
Even the monsters in this parade are offering friendly messages.

So the rest of the world thinks we are crazy. So we want to impeach the prez. So our town has a history of letting people hang out naked. I always said I wanted to live in a place were we weren't the "weird" family. We are still a little weird, but our freak flag doesn't seem to get noticed in our town.