Tasty sassafras lines the trail that leads to a well-stocked pond.
There might be a little poison ivy along the way, as well.
Row, row, row your boat...
Millie Girl was patient, but the fish were not biting.
The girls are now hooked. Thanks, Aunt Jean!
Out to Lunch: Amish style all-you-can-eat goodness
Grandpa knows how to cook!
Hoosier Turf: Day trippin' to Bloomington (a.k.a. B-Town) was actually kinda fun -- even for a couple of ol' Boilermakers.
Nice 'fro, Bro.
Footloose: In my home state, I'm in touch with my inner bumpkin.
Actually, you can find me barefoot in just about any state I'm in. It's ironic that a shoe-loving soul, like me, goes shoeless whenever possible. It surely does feel good to touch the green, green grass of home with bare tootsies.
Independence Day: Let freedom ring!
My morning bowl of patriotic mush
We had stopped at our usual fireworks stand in Joplin, MO, as we were driving from TX to IN, so we had a bountiful supply of things that go BOOM! We arrived in Indiana with all kinds of fun stuff that we'd never be allowed to use in Texas. This year, there is a ban on all fireworks in the Lone Star State, as the fire danger was/is dangerously high.
The sky lanterns were perhaps my favorite item. They are pretty and quiet.
Man's infatuation with fire just cannot be extinguished.
Ready, Set, Glow
More BANG for our buck?
Well, okay, we spent a little more than a buck on our Independence Day fireworks display. But it was worth it. Just ask the kids -- Mr. Smith included.
Oooh! Ahhh!
