We went out to the Mennonite community near Scottsville, KY again this morning. I wish I could just spend an entire day there sometime. The shocked grain was already cleared away from the fields, and the corn is getting tall.We picked up our gallon of honey from a young family out there that had reserved one for us, and I so wish I could have taken photos. The man was young, and would probably look like a college boy if not for the beard. He had an open, friendly face, pink and damp from the heat of the day. His children, four girls and a boy, didn't say a word the whole time we were there, but stayed close to ours out of curiosity. We also picked up a new pig. Sebastian picked it, and as always, he picked a runt. He likes little things. Little things with fur. Like mice and such (see post below). Anyway, we got it loaded in a cage and then chatted about cows and feed and such for a few minutes. Then we left to pick up feed.
After that we stopped for produce. The produce store, like the little general store, is always very busy on Saturdays.
I always seem to feel rather dreamy when we take our leave from there. The world outside looks a bit uglier for a while by comparison.
Oh, I so wish I were Amish...except that they aren't Catholic. My husband says no way, no how is he giving up his electricity.
ReplyDeleteI saw what I thought were an Amish couple at Sears buying a bread maker. It was very disheartening! I figured out later that they were probably Mennonite.