October is one of my favorite months, because it is smack-dab in the middle of fall colors, many of my loved ones have birthdays, and the weather cools down. This October has been not only a transition for the seasons, but also for me. I finished up my temporary work assignment at the UVA Outpatient Surgery Center, applied to new jobs and went to interviews, and accepted a full time, permanent position with sterile processing at UVA. Entirely not a photography job, but I will have full employee benefits, work with familiar faces, and as always, every job I take is a mission field where I can show love and compassion according to God’s graces. I originally wanted to be a nurse and I still have a strong interest in the medical field – so I believe I can comfortably pursue a career in either direction, medical or photographic.
Last Saturday, I joined my mom for a trip to Mossy Creek Presbyterian Church for their auction. Our family history is strongly tied to the church and the area. An ancestor on my mother’s side was a part of the church’s establishment in 1768. The original building has since been replaced or otherwise changed, but you can still see some of the original gravestones of many early members. My grandmother, great grandparents, and great-great-grandparents are buried on the hillside along with other relatives.
This first picture has the auctioneer speaking with someone with his megaphone nearby. The auction had a variety of things – including produce, quilts, iron sculptures, canned goods, candies, dolls, a puppy and puppy food, a miniature barn play set, crafts, etc. I didn’t get a picture of the puppy, but it was the cutest little lab!
The church in recent years had to remove a very old maple tree that grew around the iron fence. It had become a liability in its age and its bright colors are missed!
This beautiful handmade quilt made from feed sacks sold at auction for $3,100. I am sure the congregation will greatly appreciate that contribution to its coffers. I came away with gourds and homemade apple butter.
The auctioneer was very witty and humorous. He had us laughing throughout the auction. I did not catch his name, but he is a friend of my grandfather.
Thank you for stopping by today! Come again. And before you go, here are a few rainy day photos from a week or two ago: