This is a poster for our upcoming Apple Pie Festival Silent Auction. Click to enlarge it. We hope you will contribute items for bidding and/or attend the Apple Pie Festival on October 16th. The Festival is well known for the apple pie contest, which you are welcome to enter - there will be wonderful prizes and it's really an honor to place in this contest. (There are two contests - one for adults and one for children!) To learn more about the contests, contact Bonnie Dannenberg, 563-3396.

This is the Cabot Historical Society's only fund raiser and your participation will help us to meet our operating and maintenance costs so we can continue to keep the museum open. We are very proud of the wonderful exhibits of everyday items from years ago and the work we've been able to accomplish preserving records from our past for future generations. The museum is closed for the season now, but will re-open next spring and we hope you will plan to visit us.

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We got most of the wood piled - all of what Fred had split, and there's just a little left for him to split and he'll be through with that old poplar he took down. It was a big old tree and there was a lot of wood in it.

Woody was out there with us. He really enjoys being outside and seems to especially enjoy romping on the woodpile, sharpening his claws on logs and climbing trees. He gets very animated and we've learned he's a completely different animal when he's outside. In the house he's an old laze and loves sitting in laps or stretching out by the fire; but outside he reverts to being a predator and goes a little wild, streaking through the bushes and leaping great distances with the ease of a tiger. He becomes playful, but with claws out and when he's in that mode, he's dangerous so we have to be careful not to engage him even to pet him or we could end up getting clawed. He's quick as a flash and precisely on target; he just forgets "gentle" when he's outside. No wonder he's such a good hunter.

He darted up our small oak tree and I tried to keep my camera focused on him, but it was hard to keep up. He went up very gracefully, but coming down was a bit awkward, although he made it just fine. Here's a short slide show of his antics: Woody

Shortly after he made it down out of the tree, I covered the tomatoes for the night and came in. He remained outside, doing whatever while Fred finished up at the wood pile.

I think Fred looks remarkably happy up there in the woods in spite of all the hard work. Every year we begin to rethink the wood burning process and keep hoping something more efficient and less work will come along.