Made to Measure.

Notes from Shaker Village

There was a powdering of snow on the main avenue. Before restoration, this was the Lexington Highway.



Sweetie was enthralled by this big guy, a Highland bull.



The story as to why this creature ended up at Shakertown was that the bull was pastured in a nice rich neighborhood. One day he escaped and ate thousands of dollars worth of a neighbor's landscaping. Ooops! Bull had to leave.

I won the first drawing of the raffle. From 6 items available, I chose a dozen woven kitchen towels from the Weaver's Corner! Hot dog! Twelve!