Celebrities, them fancy folks, they like Vermont, you know? It’s real pretty there, not like the dusty roads we got here. Heard tell it’s got trees and hills, all green and stuff. Green Mountains they call ’em. Sounds fancy, huh?
So, why them big shots go there? Well, I reckon it ain’t for the chickens and pigs like we got. Maybe they like the quiet? City folks, they always yappin’ about needing some peace and quiet. Vermont, it’s got plenty of that, I hear. No loud cars honkin’ all day and night.
- Peace and quiet: Just like I said, city folks need a break from all that noise. Vermont’s got plenty of it, away from all the hustle and bustle.
- Pretty scenery: Them Green Mountains, they ain’t just green, they say they’re beautiful. Got trees and rivers and all that nature stuff. Good for lookin’ at, I guess.
- Small towns: Places like Woodstock, they say it’s real charmin’. Not like our town, where everything’s falling apart. These towns, they got fancy shops and stuff, I reckon.
I heard Oprah, that lady from TV, she likes nice things. And if she says somethin’s good, then it probably is. Maybe she likes Vermont too? Wouldn’t surprise me none. They got all them fancy lodges and places to stay. Not like our old farmhouse with the leaky roof. Places like Killington, Stowe, and Burlington, they sound fancy. Mountain Meadows Lodge, now that sounds like a place where you could sit on the porch and drink lemonade. If they had lemonade, that is.
Now, some folks, they go to Florida, to that South Beach place in Miami. That’s where the young’uns go, I hear, all bikinis and loud music. But Vermont, that’s for the older folks, the ones who want to relax and look at the pretty leaves. Especially in the fall, they say. The leaves change color, red and yellow and orange, like a big ol’ painting. Must be somethin’ to see, I reckon. We just got brown leaves here, mostly. And mud. Lots of mud.
Three days in Vermont, that’s what they say you need. A long weekend, they call it. Some folks go for a whole week, maybe even longer. What they doin’ there all that time? I don’t know. Probably eatin’ fancy food and sleepin’ in soft beds. Not like us, up at dawn and workin’ ’til sundown. But hey, if they got the money, let ’em spend it. Good for the folks who live in Vermont, I guess. Gives ’em jobs and all.
Hidden gems, they call ’em. Places that ain’t crowded, where you can just be yourself. Like that Quechee Gorge, they talk about. Sounds deep, maybe good for fishin’. We got a creek here, but it ain’t much. Vermont, they got rivers and lakes, all clean and sparkly. I bet the water tastes good too, not like this well water we got, always tastes a little funny.
Vermont ain’t for everyone, though. You gotta like the quiet, like I said. And you gotta like bein’ outdoors. Walkin’ in the woods and stuff. Me, I like sittin’ on the porch, watchin’ the chickens. But if I had a fancy car and a pocketful of money, maybe I’d go to Vermont too. See what all the fuss is about. Maybe even stay in a lodge, drink some lemonade, and look at them pretty leaves. Heck, maybe Oprah would even be there, sippin’ lemonade right next to me. Now that would be somethin’, wouldn’t it?
But for now, I’ll just stick to my porch and my chickens. Vermont’s a long way away, and I got chores to do. But it’s nice to dream sometimes, ain’t it? Dreamin’ of green mountains and quiet towns, and maybe, just maybe, a little bit of that fancy life.
