My walk started out in a very light mist which soon ended
and then it was just cloudy.
Walked 6 miles
Walked up and down the main street first,
then the ball park, both cemeteries, around town again
and back to the Jeep.
Dropped the Christmas cards off at the post office when I walked by
and a book went down the drop at the library.
Lisa was out again walking and we had another little chat.
I never got an answer to the text about how much money
was made at the cookie sale.
So I stopped in at the town hall and was going to ask
Ruth Ann but she had just left.
There were a few guys at the town hall and I asked them
and sure enough they knew.
The cookie sale brought in $780.
Not much activity in town this morning.
Mary Miller Strauss, the author of the book I'm reading
about our town lived in the house across from the lower cemetery.
In fact KitCat lives in her old house.
The house started out small but there have been some
additions added to it.
The original house is the part that is brick.
Looks like a cute little house and liked it better as a little house
without all the additions.
We went shopping at Shop and Save this morning.
I don't enjoy shopping but I do like putting all the groceries
away in the pantry.
Wrote out some more Christmas cards.
I've started another little knitting project.
I'm making a pair of purple slippers
for my little friend Kinsley.
🤶🏻 🎄 🎅🏻
I have been enjoying the book about our town.
So many names are familiar to me and some of the people that have
died I've seen their names on the gravestones.
Lots of things have changed but a lot are the same too.
In the prologue Mary writes:
My story has to do with the beautiful valley of Accident, the little village
at the foot of Hickory Ridge, the hum of the farm machinery,
the churches and schools, and the remaining landmarks of the past.
This lovely valley nestled high in the Alleghanies, and a part of the Appalachians.
My story is concerned with simple joys, timelessness, and perspective
found in a way of life that has made great progress yet lies so lose to the past.
I offer this book, not as a literary achievement, but as a souvenir
warm with interest for the valley I love.
That's all I've got for today.
Hope your day was a happy one.