I love Oregon. I really do. The heaps of snow, the giant Jurassic looking plant life, the unbelievable hues of fluorescent greens. It’s unreal. However, Oregon winter stole the sun from me last year. What I didn’t even realize is that it also deprived me of painted clouds, starry nights, and pink skies. I forgot about those things. Each and every day in Vermont, I have a love affair with the sky. Look up, it’s good.