|Visiting by the back fence at Mrs White's Vermont Estate|
Early this morning, I heard the church bells ring in our village. I was sitting in the back parlour with my blanket, tea, and a book. I thought of my neighbors on their way to our little church and smiled. If I had the strength and the energy, I would have gone to the service as well.
I spent most of the day resting. I managed to do some kitchen work and a little reading. Mister and I were too tired to make our supper so I asked if he wanted to take a drive to the market. Our boys had already gone to work for the night. There was nobody home to help us. A peaceful drive in the country would be just the thing to cheer us.
Even though it is "summer," there is a chill here in the rural mountains of Vermont. I often take a little blanket with me for our car trips. It always makes Mister smile. He does not understand some of my peculiar ways. (For instance, he has never heard of washing a dustpan after use, but it is one of the essentials in my housekeeping. - gentle smiles.)
It is lovely to sit in the passenger seat while Mister drives because I can look around at the scenic mountain views as we go along into the next town. There was not much traffic today. The stores were fairly quiet.
I bought some fresh spinach, a watermelon, and a package of miniature cookies. One of the grandchildren should be here tomorrow and I want to make sure she has some special treats. Sometimes I make her lunch, putting it in a brown lunch bag just for fun. I also like to give her a little cup of fresh fruit.
After the market, we went to a fast food restaurant to get Mister a hamburger from the drive through window. This is something we rarely ever do. I wanted him to have a special treat to cheer him during this time of his physical suffering and confinement. He tries to order something for me, even though I do not eat much and would rather just have a salad at home. So to make him happy, I let him buy me a small French fry.
The drive home was quiet and pleasant. Storm clouds were darkening in the sky. Rain started to fall. The setting sun shone a beautiful glow onto the bright green grass and through the pretty trees. As we drove into our driveway, we were happy to be home. Mister and I are very patient during our trial and are grateful for our little drives in the countryside.
From the Archives -
A quick clean of the dustpan in - Happy Homemaking.
Our current trial - Mister is Not able to Work.
Remembering Happy Childhood Days - When Television was Special.
Mrs. White's special book for Homemakers - "Mother's Book of Home Economics."
An Invitation - Subscribe to The Legacy of Home and have it delivered directly to your email.