When the days shorten and the nights grow long, we bring light to our evenings with the star atop Mt. Tom. It’s a little thing, really, but it adds a certain charm to our community during the nights of winter. You can see it as you drive into Woodstock, from the green, and many of us gaze upon it from the windows of our village homes. A beacon. A harbinger of the season. A Woodstock tradition.
A Season of Light
- By Laird Bradley
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