Just walking around

The ride on the tender into St Anthony wasn’t all that far, nor was it rough. On a Sunday, this is a quiet place with most, I would guess home, or minding their own business. Not all that many people here in any case.

According to the history, it is not one of the early settlements, instead dating in the 1800s..

The war memorial is near what appears to be the oldest church. It lists those killed in WWI, WII, and the Korean War,

We walked to stretch our legs and mostly saw others from the ship.

The municipal building includes the Public Library and the Fire Department is next door.

From the normal looking phone number on the building I strongly suspect a department with a paid chief and otherwise staffed with volunteers…

We skipped the small shopping center which included a Subway. Who knew?

There is a a small museum which has a craft store downstairs. Selling souvenirs, locally made quilts, placemats, etc, one end is also stocked with the supplies that those who live locally would need to sew, quilt, or knit.

Some of the early pieces were on exhibit upstairs, including the start of a rug hooking piece.

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We finished our walk, headed back to the ship and I spent the afternoon on line with the Stitch Summit.

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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