Think way back to May. Do you remember that far back? Well, Papa and Grandma Jubitz came out for a visit and we headed to Old Sturbridge Village. OSV is a living museum. We wondered for hours, the weather was perfect and we had a great time. Highlight of the trip the brand new baby lambs that had just been born a couple of hours before we got there. One of them was being rejected by it's mom and wouldn't let it nurse. The kids were worried and so was grandma. They said one gets rejected every year and they bottle feed them. Well of course we were going to have to go back and find out if that little lamb made it or not. More on that later.
We walked for miles and we enjoyed the weather and the village. We went to the store and saw all kinds of fun things for sale in the 1800's. Sorry some of these pictures are blurry but when you give the kids the camera you sometimes get blurry pictures. It's about the experience and the memories not the pictures. Or so I keep telling myself anyway.
We toured the saw mill, the grist mill, the carding mill, various houses and farms, saw the baby pigs, watched the potter and the cobbler. Ran amok in the school and on the town green, watched them weave fabric, learned how they died wool to make the yarn different colors. In short we had a mighty fine day.
The grist mill (that is grinding grain into flour)
The carding mill. That is the combing of wool to later be made into yarn.
Baby pigs.
You know what else you get when you give a kid a camera?
Butts and noses. Some of which you don't recognize as family members butts or noses.
More on our return trip to OSV later.
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