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Walking in the Rain

 My sister and I went to the pie social fundraiser for the Rokeby Museum.  A beautiful sunny Sunday when we left, a sudden deluge before we even got five miles from home. Nevertheless, we kept on going and the rain stopped shortly after we arrived. We had our pieces of pie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream each and listened to some folk musicians who were able to set up.  

We toured the museum and grounds. The home was owned by fervent abolitionists who were involved in the underground railway. There was history of the Robinson family and their activities, of the underground railroad through Vermont, and slavery in the United States.

Funny . . . I did not see one thing about the fabulous work skills program that the Florida Education Board and the lovely Ron DeSantis are talking about. (Excuse me while I go spit out the bile that came up to my throat just then.)

My sister belongs to the 251 Club -- a loosely organized but enduring group dedicated to making a visit to every town and city in Vermont. She took the pictures to document her visit to Ferrisburgh. I left my phone in the car.

By the way, there are now 252 cities and towns in Vermont because last year because last year the village of Essex Junction broke off from the town of Essex. The club, however, is for now keeping the 251 name. Tradition is important around here!

Earlier on Sunday, I took Levi for his walk. I really tried to get a picture of him stopping to smell the flowers, but I could never quite manage to get a clear shot. But here are some of the flowers we passed along the way:





Comments

  1. Linda ReederAugust 14, 2023 at 3:46 PM

    The 251 Club sounds like a really fun thing to do. We have done a little exploring in Vermont, found some towns, and had a great time.

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  2. Margaret (Peggy or Peg too)August 14, 2023 at 5:40 PM

    Sadly I haven't spent much time in northern VT. Mostly southern. No matter where it just feels like home in a lot of ways to me.

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  3. Miss MerryAugust 14, 2023 at 9:03 PM

    That does sound like a fun club! More and more I like to travel closer to home. I am so angry about those "educational" standards, I could spit.

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  4. Jenn JilksAugust 15, 2023 at 9:15 AM

    What a horrid man he is. Nothing like walks and flowers!

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  5. gigi-hawaiiAugust 16, 2023 at 12:42 PM

    Lovely walk amidst flowers. I would like to see this myself.

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