Dalton Quarry

We got out of the carpenters’ hair for a few hours with a trip to the marble quarry at Dalton, Vermont.

The quarry is smaller than I expected and the water was dank. We were told that none of the locals swim there this time of year for fear of eye and ear infections!

Manchester is a very pretty town. We had a Burmese lunch at Moonwink.

We stopped at a farm stand for blueberries and two Bee Balm plants for the price of one.

Finally, we had a fine time shopping at Bablogan of Scotland in Arlington, VT. Ron bought himself a MacInnis tie and some treats; I bought him a Celtic knot belt buckle.

Earlier I brought the Corolla to K-M Toyota for its 5,000 mile service.