Sugarbush

Lest you thought that there was a rather unusual bush in Vermont, this is Sugarbush. On our Saturday errands, we decided to go to a small town named Waitsfield where our janitor friend Connie says they have the best farmer's market in the area. What fun. Every little town along the way has its own flea/farmer's market. There were many, many yard sales. The farmer's market was all organic veggies so we paid a price for salad greens, tomatoes and radishes. The kind of radishes my mother used to grow in her garden--hotter than the hubs of you-know-where! Oh they were delicious, though.
When we saw that Sugarbush was nearby we took a drive. It’s a beautiful place. As far as I could see there’s no mountain peak to be snow-capped. I read in Wikipedia that their average snowfall is 262”—believe me this year they’ll have 362 because I’m here! This is a multi=million dollar resort affectionately called The Barn. Connie says she worked there cleaning rooms so she and her boys could ski for free. She says the people who own condos in the Barn are rich and famous and not from Vermont.

This is our neighbor’s back yard. Most backyards in rural Vermont are bordered by forest.

Apparently, summer in Vermont is rain, rain and more rain. Sometimes all day, but mostly just part of the day. We have had some hot and humid days which are torture. Our work is going well and we’re enjoying meeting the people with whom we work. We miss summer and I’m especially going to miss the ward flag raising on Saturday. We’re going to try to find a Fourth of July activity somewhere maybe near Burlington. Have a wonderful Fourth.