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Sprucing Up


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This summer, the bridge that I remember as being silver when I was growing up, but that has long been green, was painted red.

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My friend Mary lived in that house at the end of the bridge. 

At the other end of town, another bridge crosses the Winooski River.  This one is on a more heavily travelled road and it needed to be widened.  It was quite the engineering feat which involved cutting the metal span in half and pushing the two sides apart, then reattaching them with longer beams.

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It might have been cheaper to just tear down the old and build a brand new bridge, but re-using is the Vermont way.  There is a temporary bridge beside the old bridge for the duration of the project.

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The Jericho Town Library has been closed for a badly needed coat of new paint.  That accounts for my ability to finish off a few projects in the last two  weeks.  I have spent quite a lot of time volunteering at this library over the summer.  There was a record-breaking number of check-outs this July.

So there is my inspiration.  I need to get busy with some fall housework.

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  1. There is a lot of sprucing up going on in my house right now, which will have to be followed by a lot of cleaning up. We're hoping to have everything back in order by the first of October.

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  2. When we had a house in Bondville, VT, we frequented the library in a tiny clapboard house. I wonder if it's still in use or if they built a bigger structure? It had such character. Olga - I thought you just finished spring cleaning!

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  3. I think I'll spruce up my work space. Again.

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  4. I really enjoy your pictures. Everything is so different from southern California -- love those bridges!

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  5. What a sweet-looking library. Everything seems so lovely where you are.

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  6. Wow! That is amazing how they widened that bridge! I think that is really cool that they preserved the bridge when they widened it. Here in western Pennsylvania, we have had many beautiful old iron bridges that span the Allegheny River in a variety of small towns tore down and replaced with nondescript concrete affairs with as much charm as a jersey barrier. I mourn their loss.

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