Ian and I, along with Joe and Virginia, went into Chester last night to hear a blues singer named Chris Kleeman. The music was foot tappin' good and our picnic of taboule, hummus, and pita bread was delicious. We brought along a bar of dark chocolate from Burdicks in Walpole to round it off. It was a clear blue-sky night, so we came home and built an outdoor fire to sit by and enjoy the stars.
Life in a small town is comfortable for us. We know a few people now that we have been here for 4 summers and a bit of last winter. It is nice to be able to go into the local bank and have the tellers know your name. The local bookstore owners recently hosted a poetry night with poems and potluck. The entrance ticket was a poem on the theme of "debt." Ian and I dutifully brought our poems, our dessert, and read aloud our tributes to the theme. What a great way to meet a group of creative and fun people!
We have met the local traffic cop and paid our dues (I have...) for speeding into town on a rainy night. The hardware store folks greet us eagerly on our frequent visits to buy materials to fix up or repair our house and gardens.
We love the little Episcopal church, St. Lukes, and the people who attend. Tomorrow night is the church supper. I have a turkey in the oven right now, preparing for the buffet of cold meats and salads. Saturday morning I will join the "chop and chew" group to help prepare the last minute dishes. Saturday night will be another opportunity to meet new friends, listen to their stories, and share about our call to Peru.
This area is filled with people who have been all over the world and people who have lived in Vermont their whole lives. It is an interesting mix which we enjoy.
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