My high school friend Lee is in town for her once-a-year visit and we had lunch a few days ago.
Lee is just alot of fun to be around, and is always open to any new adventure (she was that way in high school too). So, after lunch I asked if she’d be interested in going to an Amish store not too far away. Another friend, who knows of my interest in photography, had told me that I might want to check out the “gourd barn” at the Amish store. So, Lee was game, and off we went.
It was a dreary, rainy day, but we assumed that the gourds would be under roof, because it was called a goard “barn” not a goard “field,” so it shouldn’t make a difference that it was raining.
We arrived at the store, went inside, and were directed out the back of the store to a building that was, thankfully, just a few feet away that, sure enough, was a barn with gourds in it. While in the store, I asked for permission to take pictures in the gourd barn. The Amish do not like to have pictures taken of themselves, so I needed to make sure they wouldn’t mind me taking pictures of their harvest.
The barn was very plain because the Amish absolutely don’t do “fancy,” but it did have a simple elegance, with gourds, squash, pumpkins and onions everywhere.
I was surprised to see a shopping cart — a modern convenience for their english customers, I suppose. (They call us non-Amish, “english.”)
The onions remind me of pearls.
They had pumpkins from the size of a tomato . . .
. . . to huge ones that would make great jack-o-lanterns.
I took a picture of a “scale” but now that I look at it, I don’t see any basket hanging below it — which makes me think it’s a thermometer! So, you can’t weigh that big ol’ bad boy pumpkin, but you can tell how “cool” he is.
I love all the colors in Indian corn.
And here are some interesting colors and varieties . . .
These are snake . . . something . . . maybe zucchini’s?
I have no idea what these are. I thought they looked like tomatoes, so maybe a “tomato gourd?”
This dog was sleeping under a table, where you hardly noticed him because he blended in so well. A study in grays.
As we were leaving we were looking at the huge mums (probably 30 of them) setting in front of the store. They were beautiful, and then we saw the price — $7 a piece! So we bought three. Of course, we didn’t think about how we were going to get them home.
Two filled the back seat. (The Amish girls gave us newspapers to put down on the seat and floor, that helped absorb some of the water.)
So, Lee had to hold the third one. We had to move the seat back as far as it would go, and lean it back a little to even make that work. And, did I mention it had been raining? And these were setting outside? Lee is smiling in this picture because she’s a good sport. But, as she’s smiling, a river of water is running down inside the front of her shirt from her very wet (but beautiful!) “seat mate.”
On our way home . . .
we saw this sign . . .
Unfortunately, we didn’t have room for any calves, no matter how good the price!
A fun day with an old friend.