11/5/2023

 

Weekly Update 11/5/2023

Not much going on this week. I didn’t even get one trick and treater on Tuesday. Well, who’s gonna eat all those rice krispie treats? Stupid question!

Thursday evening was the annual Bonaventure Historical Society annual dinner meeting. I hesitated to go because it’s a long way to drive, in the dark, and I’m still not totally trusting my car. But I went. I’m glad I did because I saw many people that I’ve not seen for quite a while. It was nice to get caught up with all of them. The speaker was from Bethesda Academy. It was very interesting, and it reminded me that I should try to get there to visit that museum. Maybe some day soon.

Saturday, I went downtown. Wesley Monumental Church was having a Fall Craft sale, and I thought I might stop in there. The usual suspects – oyster shell tree ornaments, expensive hand-made wreathes, notecards with pictures of Savannah landmarks, jewelry. Nothing that I needed. The church is directly across the square from Massie School. Since they were hosting a Native American demonstration, I went there also. It was the same interpreter that I’ve often seen at the Colonial Days in February at Wormsloe. He’s very good. He knows a lot and can easily articulate about the culture to people of all ages. Then I walked to Forsyth Park. I walked through the Farmers Market (why don’t they just rename it and call it what it is – baked goods paradise). I didn’t get anything there, either. The knitting group was meeting in Pooler in the after noon, so I went there. I had one hat and scarf set to donate, and I picked up some more yarn to make another.

Kay and I went to the cemetery on Sunday. It had been cooler during the week, but Sunday was sunny and lovely. Because we had to drive through the city to get there, we stopped at Crystal Beer Parlor on the way back home. It’s always nice to eat there.

It seems as if Adrian and Annie had fun with Tricks and Treats. Adrian was a butterfly, and Annie was a strawberry. I wondered how they did with the end of Daylight Savings Time.

Buffalo – you’re killing me!