As you can see in the above picture, our morning started out a little rainy. Our first real rain in about two months.
So loading up for our day required umbrella's for going back and forth to the car.
We arrived up at Shelbina in time for lunch at Martha's, . . . .
Way in the back over Great Grandma's shoulder is Grandpa Charlie and Great Uncle Cary.
(Next time I want to get there for breakfast!)
Laundry this time by the often posted old cellar.
One step closer to fishin'.
We caught probably eight small bass in about 15 mins.
She didn't know what a clothes pin was.
Or that women usually made the clothes pin bag out of an old dress and a coat hanger.
We told her how they use make dolls out of clothes pins also.
It just takes one generation for things to become unrecognizable.
That's one of the reasons we go to the farm.
After fishin' we headed to town for an Ice Cream Social at the old Methodist church.
No one was in a hurry to leave.
Even local politicians shaking hands and campaigning.
Once again, a great day at the farm.