Another quirky vehicle. This time, it was a whole collection of frogs and stuff, on the dash, on the console, more or less everywhere.
Last night we were driving home from dinner with our friend Arlene who is passing through on her way up north when we saw this the Vermont Joy Parade bus parked outside of the laundromat that closed last year and it seemed it might be a Thing Worth Photographing.
Based on their website, and especially this good piece of writing about their life on the road, it probably was.
I’m not sure how truly sad I am to have missed their show. Although I think I would really like the music, maybe all the rest of the production would have been a little much. Still, I hope they had a big crowd last night and that they find a way to keep on keeping on.
In Brattleboro it’s OK to fix the sidewalk with duct tape.
Après moi, le déluge
So, following the gullywasher, we were pleased to see first an orange cone that sprouted up overnight like a mushroom. Then came a dump truck and an excavator. They poured a whole truckload of gravel into the void. Now we’ll have a nice big ice dam come winter.
It would be funnier except it’s my tax dollars (not) at work.
Guardrail update
So, a week later, and our new public works project teaches me a new vocabulary word: gullywasher. Sheesh.
For an unknown but probably beneficial reason, the town installed new guardrail in the no-man’s land next to us.
Not sure where they will push all the snow this winter though!
Hauling scaffolding into the Latchis for the restoration of the main theater ceiling.
Very happy to see pre-construction activity at the Brooks House!!
To recover from the morning’s exertions, we went to the new Wolverine movie… Pretty good if you like that sort of thing, which I do.
It will be our last time in the old Latchis seats, because next week the long overdue renovation begins.
Before the start of this morning’s West River Trail run/walk. We officially met a neighbor we had seen around and some other people from around town. I ran a touch over 12 miles… Owwww!
Westminster Historical Society
I’ve made fun of the French for having museums that are only open a few hours a week. However, today we discovered a new low for hours of operation, and it was right here in Vermont: summer Sundays, 2 to 4 PM.
But today we were in the right place at the right time, and we got to tour the whole exhibit. It took 15 minutes. We were visitors number 20 and 21, and the volunteer ladies were very excited to see so many people in one day.
A daytime view of the old citadel where the fireworks were last night.
Brattleboro Adventure – the Auckland Edition 