These trees have shells with the names of those who passed away from cancer. There was one for my dad in 2003 and I have the shell on one of my curio shelves.
Shells for friend Joya, who passed this summer, and her mom Janice who lost her battle in 2012. Joya and I were in kindergarten together. So tragic for their family, who also lost son Timmy in a car accident when he was about 18 or 19, back in the 80s.
Joya actually grew up in this house. It's for sale now and I can't say I blame her dad for wanting to sell.
The sun was reflecting off the Town Hall windows onto the back of the Grist Mill.
Back to where I started, but not before a quick trip inside to check out the gift shop!
Just buy it all for me, K?
I hope you enjoyed my lengthy tour of my hometown at Christmas.