It was a lovely day, and the last of the warm fall Ohio days we’re gonna see for a while, if you can believe the weather forecasters. Anyway, Larry’s been obsessing over his computer again (Involving Netflix on Demand, TV/computer hookup, tweaking, crashes, endlessly pissing around with the damned thing– you get the picture) and I thought maybe we should take advantage of the weather outside instead of staying inside absorbing radiation from the computer screen, so I proposed a drive to Volant, PA. It’s a little town situated on a hill in western Pennsylvania that I’d passed thru a number of years ago and I always wanted to go back to check it out.
We had a nice drive, gorgeous scenery, and a peculiar lunch at The Iron Bridge Inn, then went on to Volant. Shops line the street, and most of them offered but one commodity: primitive country decor. It was fun noodling around and walking from store to store, but I gotta tell ya: I formed a new theory as to why the pictures and photos of pioneers and farmers look so grim. I’d always thought it was because of the grinding pressures of a hard life and hard work, but now I wonder if it was because they surrounded themelves with soul-sucking artwork and drab, drab color. Such grim Santas, grimacing snowmen, and solemn, elongated cats dressed in pinafores! And all of them in shades of maroon, dirty ivory and dusty pine. Sigh. Poor, poor country folk. Fortunately, we had plenty of sunshine to brighten our walking tour and Larry bought me a brightly-painted sign on clearance from the Halloween line: “The Witch is In”. It’s hanging on the front door. It’s ok. I embrace who I am. All in all, a fun day–and now we can watch for the expected snow this weekend! Oh, and also we can start preparing for the Thanksgiving festivities! Woohoo!
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