an amish paradise

Have I ever mentioned that we live NEAR an amish paradise?

I had almost forgotten, because we moved into an urban area a few months ago. In someplaces nearby, you can buy canned things, bread, quilts, furniture from amish folks. There are signs on the sides of the road, indicating that you should watch for carts and buggies. You come upon these beautifully kept up farms, usually white houses, with hitching posts outside, and no sign of any electric or phone line.
And you will most likely see hitching posts at the grocery stores too. And beautiful children, with handmade bonnets, little boys with black pants, blue shirts and suspenders. Men with long facial hair, and a tape measure always fastend at the side.
And you may even hear a little German.

I was reminded yesterday, because we went on a long drive yesterday on roads which cut through the frozen cornfields of iowa. A LONG drive, got lost once. All to find our PEARL of great price. Our puppy. Yes we have a puppy now, and We named her Pearl. and We bought her from a Mennonite family. It was fun. And She is fun. Serenity is in heaven. Pearl a very little white Bichon Frisse, kind of like a poodle i guess, but we vow not to shame her with the poodle hair cut, or the bichon frisse haircut for that matter. Yup.

Our family is growing.