|Posted by dawngriffis on October 7, 2017 at 10:15 AM|
By now we are supposed to be a full colour throughout Vermont, with the trees showing off all their glory, let me say it seems to be running late!
It has been a busy month for me, of course we are still dealing with Mike’s pre and post heart surgery problems, I’m sure he has had enough!
For me in addition to all those commitments I have been trying to get a new Facebook page up and running, along with changing my web page a bit, take a look, plus making new knitting garments to sell. If I typed faster than hunt and peck, or still had Gladys as my secretary, she could type 167 words a minute, I’d be OK.
Let me explain, some of you may remember, because I can’t just sit and do nothing, I knitted a load of hats, all sizes (100). This was while Mike was in the hospital, and waiting for him at appointments. I have now progressed to baby and toddler sweaters/ jumpers. Almost all are my own design, or I’ve converted patterns to what I wanted. Obviously I have no need for all this knitting, so I thought I might make some pocket money by selling them. They are all listed on the Facebook page called Vermont Hand Knits, and they are gradually being added to my web site here, for those who don’t have Facebook. It is just a slow process. I’ll post a couple of sample pics at the very end for you to see. Ok that’s the end of my sales pitch!
On the Griffis family news, on the 15th, our youngest granddaughter Victoria Ada, is getting married in Kentucky to Austin Andrus, he is from Colorado, close to where we used to live. Most of the family is going down; sadly we will not be able to.
This month we have some lovely poems from our friend Beverley Coleman, who also just celebrated her 75 birthday in full Banbury style, including jiving like a teenager in the 50s. The farm stands in Vermont are bursting with all varieties of great veggies. If I was to buy all I wanted, I’d need a ton of money, and a walk-in cooler, neither of which is going to happen. I found some lovely fall color pictures from last year on line which I will post at the end.
This was Bev’s poem from her birthday party.
This is me in all my finery
Black & White or Claret & Blue
Matching knickers, matching bra
What is a girl to do.
Shoes of every colour
A heart that's made of gold
No I am not bragging
This is what I'm told.
A family to be proud of
Friends I would not change
The order that they came in
I would not rearrange.
I can get very emotional
As some of you well know
A wrong word out of context
Will make the tears flow.
Your here today to have some fun
So please take to the floor
I hope that you all love me
But I bet I love you more.
The next poem she wrote will bring back memories for each of us. Most she wrote fit with me, but my pics to go with it shows others
By Beverley Coleman
I've shared so many memories
With you all over time
From times when I was just a kid
And didn't tow the line
I got in lots of mischief
Along with some of you
But we had fun and happiness
And so our friendships grew
Our teenage years with that first kiss
Our sweetheart on our arm
Our first Cigarette and Babycham
Suspenders ....men keep calm
The walking home from dances
The Grand with double seats
The Wimpy on the Broad Street
Where we did often meet
Then marriage....babies....kids in school
Struggling as you do
Trying to stretch the pennies
But then that's nothing new
Your kids grow up ...they want fast cars
There's no catching the bus
They want it all like yesterday
Not like all of us
So now as old age catches up
And some are on their own
We look back on those happy years
And how our kids have grown
Valarian growing out of a wall in Atnhoe just as it did when I was a child over 70 years ago picture by Lucy ?
Blackberries in the hedgerow watch for prickers - great for apple and blackberry pies photo by Ken Fitton
Crab apples make crab apple jelly we used to go scrumping for these, photo by Ken Fitton
berries for the birds and Christmas decorations taken in Adderbury by Beverley Coleman
English red squirrels most sadly killed out by the American grey squirrel.
Beverely's last poem this month is of course about Autumn and conkers (horse chestnuts)
By Beverley Coleman
The leaves are turning colour
From Green to Yellow to Brown
Another gust upon them
And they'll all come tumbling down.
They'll lay there like a carpet
All sodden from the rain
Slippy on the pavements
Always a walkers bane.
The children love this time of year
As conkers they collect
Amongst the debris on the floor
The prickly skins protect.
Summer flowers are dying
Their work on earth is done
They've given off some colour
Though they haven't seen much sun.
Dark nights are approaching
Wood burners are lit
Turn the central heating on
You'll need it in a bit.
Shops are getting ready
Their changing all their stock
Rows and rows of bargains
So to the sales we flock.
I love a bargain anytime
You know I love to shop
Spring Summer whenever
I'm never gonna stop
But just today ...no shopping
Today is party day
So glad rags at the ready
I'll soon be making hay.
Four Corners farm beginning to show Fall colours
Crossroads Farm stand looking very festive
Peppers -peppers and more peppers at Crossroads Farm stand
Route 125 in the Notch above Middlebury
Grist Mill in Guildhall Vermont is lovely in autumn
This is in Stowe at the Gentle Giants sleigh rides
Sleepy Hollow Farm at Pomfret Vermont, this is close to us.
baby and toddler sweaters/jumpers /cardigans.
2 adult hats and 1 child's hat
Have a great month
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below is my monthly screw up that I can't figure out how to take out and all the A on the left side is not of my doing but I can't get rid of either so sorry to be so inept!!!