[A Halloween repeat of this whimsical 2017 post.]
This is Mr. Candy Corn standing at my front door ready to go to Richmond. But first a little background….
In the autumn of 2016 my sister Lori came to chase autumn with me in the Shenandoah Valley. On our travels looking for pumpkins and mums, she spied this little fella at Blue Ribbon Nursery in Broadway as he stood amongst the fall and Halloween wreaths and décor. He was cute and she liked him, making over him standing on the floor, but we ended up leaving him behind.
Fast forward to autumn 2017. Lori hadn’t been able to come up to the Shenandoah Valley to chase autumn like we did last year so my friend Barb and I went traipsing through the countryside buying chrysanthemums, pumpkins, gourds, and other autumn goodies.
When we walked into Blue Ribbon, there was Mr. Candy Corn, again standing amongst the holiday decorations. I excitedly said hello to him and told Barb about Lori’s attachment last year and how close she came to buying him. As I wandered through the aisles looking at the holiday offerings, my eyes kept seeking out Mr. Candy Corn. He was standing there with that smile on his face….
And that’s how he went home with me. I just had to get him for Lori, and so he rode back to Staunton with Barb and me, sitting on the back seat like a proper Candy Corn, excitedly watching the view out the window.
In early September Lori and her family went to New York City for a week so I drove over to stay at their house and care for the kitty. I loaded Mr. Candy Corn in the car to take him to his new forever home.
Here he was at my front door ready to go!
He paused on the steps for me to take pictures …
… and then headed down the sidewalk to the car for his drive over the mountain to the flatlands of Richmond.
Hopping into the back seat, he settled on my suitcase so to have a better view out the window. He was excited about where he was going.
His journey took him on I-64 over Afton Mountain, past Charlottesville where niece Emily was fourth year at UVa, all the way to Richmond to Rt. 288.
On 288 …
… and over the James River, the mighty mighty James. Did you know the English settlers named it after King James I of England? Historical trivia is a part of the beauty of growing up in the Commonwealth and walking in the footsteps of history.
… to Powhatan County and Robious Road. Almost there! The name “Huguenot Trail” on the sign comes from the French Huguenots who settled in Midlothian and Powhatan. I graduated from Huguenot High School in Chesterfield County. These are my stomping grounds.
Finally! Midlothian and Lori’s neighborhood. He was almost to his new home. Did you know they began mining coal in Mid-Lothian 300 years ago, and that it was used by President Thomas Jefferson to heat the White House? The area is populated by abandoned mines.
When we pulled in the driveway, Mr. Candy Corn was so excited that he hopped out and went immediately to the back door. I had to tell him to go around front …
… to the front door. This was his new home!
Inside his new home! He was there to bring Happy Halloween tidings to all … oh, and Mila the cat!
He hopped on the kitchen counter to wait to surprise his new owners. We left some Augusta County-grown mini pumpkins and gourds — a taste of autumn from the mountains. Mr. Candy Corn was home at last, and he has been greeting visitors ever since.
Update: Four years later, I still remember the fun of documenting this little fella’s trip to Richmond, and making him a surprise for my sister who was delighted when she returned home from New York City and found him in her kitchen.
Photos by Lynn R. Mitchell
October 4, 2017