May 20, 2008 - Cave City, Kentucky
Bruce had another work day with teleconferences. I decided to pack up the dog, my camera and take off on a ride in the country. I had heard about a valley where Amish had settled on farms. The day was sunny and bright filtering through the forest that I traveled through to get to the valley.
Viceroy butterflies (look like Monarchs) fluttered in the streams of light and seemed to be dancing a ballet in the gentle breeze. It’s hard to imagine seeing them two years ago in October, beginning their migration from Acadia National Park back down to South America. And here I was in Kentucky’s National Park seeing them on their trek north!
After taking a free and very small ferry ride across the Green River, I found the valley…picturesque as described.
It was easy to pick out the Amish farms as the ones with handmade clothing billowing on a clothes line and no visible connection to any electrical power source.
The wren bird houses perched on poles reminded me of the movie The Witness with Harrison Ford. A new creation of dried gourds with holes bored in the side and suspended from a pole gave birds a different house design to choose from! I found a beautiful clean and tidy house with a “jams and jel
lies” sign out front. I stopped to inquire about the
homemade items, but know one was around.
Bruce had another work day with teleconferences. I decided to pack up the dog, my camera and take off on a ride in the country. I had heard about a valley where Amish had settled on farms. The day was sunny and bright filtering through the forest that I traveled through to get to the valley.
Viceroy butterflies (look like Monarchs) fluttered in the streams of light and seemed to be dancing a ballet in the gentle breeze. It’s hard to imagine seeing them two years ago in October, beginning their migration from Acadia National Park back down to South America. And here I was in Kentucky’s National Park seeing them on their trek north!
After taking a free and very small ferry ride across the Green River, I found the valley…picturesque as described.
It was easy to pick out the Amish farms as the ones with handmade clothing billowing on a clothes line and no visible connection to any electrical power source.
homemade items, but know one was around.
When I returned to the car, I saw a barn across the way with Amish buggies standing at attention. I couldn’t resist a “Cannon” moment and took a few pictures for memory sake.
I returned to camp just about when Bruce was completing what I thought was a cell phone conversation with a client. I quietly entered the trailer and gently placed a Blizzard from Dairy Queen to the side of his computer. When he finished he came out and told me that he was on a “video” conference and was delicately handling the topic of becoming healthier and weight conscious! Can you imagine how it must have seemed to see a huge blizzard cross the screen, while discussing health??? Timing is everything!!!
Our time in Kentucky ended today (Wed. May 21st) as we cross into Indiana, but not before taking an enjoyable back road ride to Abraham Lincoln’s modest birth cabin and exhibit. I felt like I was back in school on a field trip. The actual cabin is preserved in a monument replicating the big Lincoln Memorial in DC. He has always been a hero to Bruce and I, so it was a delightful time spent reading more facts about his life.
Tonight we spend in yet another Cracker Barrel Restaurant parking lot outside of Indianapolis. Tomorrow we head up to the Michigan border to connect with Florida friends who have a couple of summer lake homes. Memorial Day weekend is the weekend to open up and set up for the season…a work weekend, I’m told. I am looking forward to some exercise and helping with the work.
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