hamtrack wrote:
So, we are tootling up the road to see my Aunt Eleanor, when I spotted these two guys up on a lift rig, anchored by a truck that is obscured by corn stalks, and I says, I got to have a photo of that one. My wife says why? Good question! When we got home, I was hungry for lunch. I usually make my own lunch, because my wife is busy quilting. What I chose was colorful, so I took a photo. You see these chefs on TV talking about how important the presentation of the food is. They do all kinds of tricks to make it look appealing. So I added some roses. Probably would not make the cut on a TV show, but it was good anyway. My Father was born on a farm outside of the village of Hardscratch, Iowa. There was a school there and a general store. All that is left is a sign one of the remaining residents made and tethered it to his mail box. When I was little, my Dad took me down to stop in Bill Armstrong's Country Store. Bill and Dad grew up together. Bill kept a bottle of whiskey under the counter. I think that may be why we stopped in to see Bill.
So, we are tootling up the road to see my Aunt Ele... (
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Itch'n to see more of that place.