Along the Way to Osage

The RV park we stayed at in Minnesota, Hidden Bluffs, is in the heart of Amish country. You get sort of a clue before you ever see a buggy when you see the wide shoulders on the roads designed to separate horse traffic from motor vehicles. Then when you see horse "apples" along the tarmac, you know for sure.

This family was on their way to town in an open wagon --

This gentleman was driving an interesting buggy. I'm not sure if there was a removable panel in the back for air circulation on a hot day or?

I got a chuckle out of the antenna "farm" on top of the Osage water tower --

This is the Main Street of Osage Iowa. It doesn't look all that different than the Main Street of Ritzville, Washington where my Grandfather Lyman Haight ended up --

This was also a common sight along the way. There were lots of these huge windmill towers sitting right in amongst the fields of corn or soybeans. This one was right in the midst of the farmstead itself --

We spent a quiet day today. We voted our Primary ballots and got them into the mail (Washington State is entirely "vote-by-mail"). The campground owner was going to the post office to mail her bill payments and assured me our ballots would be postmarked today.

I really enjoyed my walk around the campground today. The owners must have quite a set of green thumbs. There are clusters of little flower gardens all over as well as a very good looking vegetable garden. Plants are one thing I really miss living full-time in our RV (Our AeroGarden has been displaced by the Keurig coffee maker...). I spent a bit of time pulling pigweed from the flower garden by Auntie Violet this morning and did get a bit of a gardening fix in...