When we arrived, it was the perfect photo op. The rooster was out and crowing, the Amish buggy was parked by the market, the wash was hanging on the line and blowing in the breeze.........
I was so excited to take photos and share them with you. I reached into my capacious bag.....hmmmmm....I rummaged around in said bag.....I turned that aggravating bag over and dumped the contents on to the seat.....I shook that ridiculous bag out....that's when it occurred to me that maybe my camera hadn't joined me for the trip.
Head slap. OUCH!!! Maybe there is something to be said for a mental head slap.
So here are some photos that others took (because they remembered their cameras).
I was kind of surprised to see this photo, as the Amish normally do not allow their pictures to be taken. This is the owner and also the father of all the darling children I have seen there.
the aforementioned buggy.
I always thought the Amish did their laundry on Monday. Yesterday was Thursday and there was a lot of laundry hanging. Maybe with all those children, laundry has to be done twice a week.
Well, I hope you have enjoyed these photos brought to you by other people.I think maybe I need to have CAMERA tattooed on my forehead, so when I look in the mirror to primp, before backing out of the driveway, I will remember to bring it.
What do you think about a nice light blue in a pretty cursive font.....................