You can see how it is built and held together inside.
|Some stone steps up from the park.|
|That’s as far as I could go.|
One gas fill up (yes, it’s cheaper) and a few towns later I pulled off the road to take in this great old General Store…there are a few of them in these states, that are quite old and have history.
This one was built in the 1880’s but the same family has had it for 99 years. There is a lovely lady behind the counter who is third generation and I heard that the sixth generation has just been born! There is a picture of her grandfather in the store.
They still have the old post office which came with the shop, though it was originally in the Western Union offices…wherever that was (the proprietor said).
They had shelves of books on the front porch with a sign telling you to help yourself. Then the far left end is a gallery/shop of beautiful handmade crafts and furniture from the area. Fine woodwork, the manager is a weaver who had her loom set up, two fiber artists, of course we had to chat. Then I couldn’t resist some hand made soap and maple syrup. When I paid for the syrup I had to NOT look at the carrot cake on the counter!!!!
Across the road from the store was this river flowing from a dam and off into the mountains. It’s hard to tell but the colours are beautiful and nearly at their peak. I’m so sad to be through Vermont…it’s so beautiful. We once heard on a NPR radio program that some Vermonters were trying to become Canadian!!!!
Later I saw this river (the same one?) and had to stop to take it in. Some people were climbing up the bank and I asked if there was a good vantage point down by the water, the lady opened her mouth and I asked her what part of the UK she was from!!!! We had a great chat and I recommended Canada…she said that was next on their list for their trip over here.