Everything about Ruby’s journey had been delightful! Yet, she couldn’t think of a better reason to travel than to visit family. Even though she was “born” in Connecticut, she was now a “West Coast” girl. How fortunate she was to have an “East Coast” clan to welcome her back! Ruby thought that Oregon City where she lives was incorporated a long time ago, in 1844 (as the first incorporated town west of the Rocky Mountains), but the town where she was staying, Colchester Connecticut, received its charter in 1698–almost 150 years before Oregon City. My, that is old!
This house has been sold since this photo, and is no longer a shop. Miss Jennie wishes she was the buyer!
Of course many of the houses and buildings in Connecticut are older than in Oregon, too. Ruby liked looking at all of these old buildings.
A historic Colchester house, facing the town green.
This interesting Victorian is near the Goodspeed Opera House in East Haddam.
Connecticut is also noted for its beautiful stone fences; even like this one that is unused and hidden away now along Judd Creek.
After shopping for awhile, Ruby stopped for a rest on this stone wall in Old Mystic Village.
Shopping is always interesting in Connecticut. Everyone likes stopping at Nature’s Art along the way to Old Mystic Village.
Ruby was quite taken with this large malachite stone. She found that it soothed her spirit.
“This room with dinosaur skeletons is a little bit scarry–it gives me the shivers. But I still like the fish.”
“What do you mean, we already have Citrine at home? I want to put THESE in my suitcase!”
Harry’s Place doesn’t look quite like this any more, but it’s still THE place to hang out on summer evenings in Colchester! (Photo by Dave Stewart)
Burgers, chili dogs, and onion rings were the favorites with all of these Stewart girls. (Photo by Dave Stewart)
And of course ice cream for the whole family is the perfect ending for a summer evening. Coneheads had Miss Jennie’s favorite–espresso bean! (Photo by Dave Stewart)
Ruby liked dressing up in her white summer dress for church in Manchester.
Even this delightful journey eventually came to an end. The dolls in her bedroom were beginning to miss Ruby most dreadfully. When she came home, she petted the housecats, then she sat on the little Windsor chair next to Little Davie. Now all the bedroom dolls could sit or stand for days and days listening to Ruby share story after story about her journey to the East Coast.
THE END . . . is just another beginning!
East or West, Home is Best