Rinard Mills

Rinard Mills 11/16/17

This time of year, Thanksgiving Day used to be and still is, in many homes, butchering day. Getting up early, watching the men lighting a fire under the huge iron kettles and the grandparents and others gather. Then the day begins. I like the following poem.

Rinard Mills 11/2/17

“Come, little leaves,” said the Wind one day, “Come to the meadows with me and play. Put on your dresses of red and gold; for summer is past, and the days grow cold.” – George Cooper.

Rinard Mills 10/5/17

A slight drizzle of raindrops greeted the New Mat Red Hats gals as they gathered at the United Methodist Church social room September 14. Di Evans had the tables all decorated with autumn decor; pumpkins, scarecrows, miniature hay bales, along with a tea towel placemat. Also the craft table was ready with paints and rocks. How we did paint!