The beauty of Lancaster County can hardly be captured adequately by my camera.
I felt peaceful as we drove around looking at all the beautifully kept farms.
It seemed to me that the Amish people keep their farms tidy not only for their own enjoyment but for the community at large.
I hope they realize how much the overall effect is appreciated by passers by.
It fascinated me ..
watching them work in their gardens ...
working hard and yet clearly content to do a job well.
I guess my mom was not the only one that hung her laundry out on a Monday.
I clearly remember coming home from school on Mondays as a young girl ..
and having a simple supper because she had been busy with her wringer washer and clothesline.
I would have loved to know what all the homemakers in Lancaster were serving their families on Monday wash day.
I could have quite enjoyed taking a closer look at the laundry hanging skills.
I noticed that some things must be hung inside ..
The horses were beautiful.
The buggies were so perfectly crafted.
The adults and children who we caught glimpses of ..
I could have quite easily rested on my tummy for the afternoon. .
just watching life roll by.
I could have moved into any number of farms. .
in a flash.
Sadly ...I could not move there in a flash on account of the fact that I am missing everyone in my life. .
under four. . .
and over 25 ish.
Back to the laundry. .
Can you imagine wearing everything dried on the line?
I consider it a treat when we dry our bed linens outside.
I also noticed that most of the laundry was hung early in the morning ..
and just left to hang for the day.. .
until someone had time to pull it all in.