My husband and I at Stowe Pinnacle after a sweaty climb on the Fourth of July

I HAVE returned from a great trip to Vermont. I had intended to post while I was away and to wish readers a Happy Fourth of July, but as it turned out I only logged in to the computer once. (Unfortunately, I cannot announce I am away from home.)

It was a beautiful week of hiking and just plain walking with my husband and son in the Green Mountains, and the White Mountains of New Hampshire too. Nothing else seemed important in comparison to the woods, waterfalls and rocky summits of this marvelous region, about which I hope to say more.

America truly is beautiful. I hope you saw that in some way this July Fourth and had some time to celebrate. I love this country — for many reasons. But its natural grandeur is high on the list of reasons. On a July day on the top of one of America’s many mountains, we can see God’s love for us. In the distance, we can see this exhilarating fullness. He overwhelms us. He gives us more than we can absorb. He is much more patriotic than we are.

I am back to regular posting today. Thank you very much to those who sent notes.

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