This is small town USA and I am priviledged to experience just 10 days in this short capsule of time. In the past few days we have experienced eating at a drive in restaurant straight out of the 60's... Root beer floats and hot dogs.... OOOOh, they were so good. Culturally we visited the Indianapolis Art Museum then drove round the track of the Indy 500 race track. Each day brings small experiences that are gems in the space of a day....
like visiting Burger King in lets say a "rougher side of town".... You sure wouldn't argue with the gal behind the counter. Her hair was white and semi mohawk and, then again, I think she was a gal, but it was difficult to tell. I was fascinated by the tattoos....Another gal came in, thin, sad and in need of a set of dentures... she wasn't happy with meal she received the other day and wanted a replacement....!!! Heavens!!! They kindly gave her another meal.. I was impressed. Then another assistant behind the counter called out my name.... but I couldn't understand her because she needed help in the denture department too.
We've visited a great Quilt shop
(Quilters harvest) set in an old church amongst the cornfields... as you look out the windows you see blue sky and green corn in each direction. They had a wonderful collection of reproduction fabrics amongst others... The ceilings are high are wonderful hosts to the quilts hanging high on the walls, companions to the stained glass windows...I was embarrassed as the owners had met and visited with me at a show several years ago. I didn't remember them, but they forgave me. The special for the day, 20 fat quarters for $20.
It's 4th of July today but the celebrations began yesterday. First we attended Church and sang patriotic songs for the nation. It was a lovely service, the members friendly and very giving. The afternoon was spent shopping, sight seeing and visiting the above quilt shop.... Then visits with friends and dinner at the local 4H show, the description of which will take and entire blog...
The day finished sitting on the swing chair by the lake and watching an hour or so of fireworks as the sun went down.... Just amazing....
"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words."
