Goodmorning Hannah!!!
Or maybe not :(
and then Ohio.
We missed the state sign so this Ohio "sign"
on the side of a barn
photographed through a bug encrusted window
will have to do,
and by "we", I mean Teresa.
Our next stop, Starbucks, as Teresa searches for a Diet Coke replacement.
She's a trooper, but that cup was pretty full when it got pitched,
and we drank our share of Diet Coke that weekend - oh, behave!
A stand where a bite into one of their apples, pears, or plums results in juice running down your arm; where their tomatoes taste like tomatoes;
and where the prices aren't "Whole Foodish" but the food is.
My parents added to her upgrades with tires as my Christmas present,
and
I am sooo wonderfully spoiled!!!
Thanks Mom & Dad!
That night we made it to the Elkhart County Fairgrounds in time to set-up, cozy-up, and have a tasty and quick meal of Whole Foods hotdogs, wheat buns, and fresh green beans. The hotdogs being from Whole Foods make them guilt free - it's true. Really.
All too soon it was time to read in bed for a while.
We awoke around 7:00 AM to an already bustling fairgrounds where
the Mennonite Relief Sale was in full swing.
Our first priority was to make it to the Quilt Auction.
Notice the woman standing in the far left of the picture.
A request went out for volunteers to help deliver the quilts to the winners. Teresa stood right up and headed for the auction block. I LOVE that about her! She participates fully in life.
After lunch we drove through Amish land, wandering the back roads
as we made our way to Shipshawana.
This one's for you, Sarah.
We visited the quilter's mothership, Lolly's, and life was good.
(Although I hear there are many quilter's motherships.)
Teresa worked on her quilt for her eldest, oh so special daughter, Sarah.
Nice gadget Teres.
What is that?
A needle threader?
Why do you need it?
Your eyes ain't what they used to be?
Que sera sera, whatever will be will be,
the future's not our to see, que sera sera.
And what a beautiful bag in which to carry your quilting widgets.
It was a beautiful night topping off a beautiful day.
The next morning, it was up and at' em' as we hit the road for home.
Only minutes from the fairgrounds in the town of Goshen, there's a gun turret used in the times of Al Copone so the town could protect itself.
to city fields . . .
Love, Your Lovey