While Eldy was yelling himself hoarse at the fabulous fall football game today where Notre Dame shellacked Air Force 59 to thirty something--(You can tell who is not particularly a football fan here because she forgot the score), Sparky was out exploring Shipshewanna. GASP! Before Eldo has a heart attack, I better qualify that... I AM a Notre Dame fan, however.....Hey, the score doesnt matter, what does is, THEY WON!
I never get tired of wandering around Shipshe (Shipsee), the nickname the locals give it. I really enjoy watching the Amish buggies come into town for their Saturday shopping. I try to figure out the differences between the Amish and the Mennonites (time to do some research, Sparky!) and today, not having to worry about keeping Eldy waiting, I could spend all the time I wanted in individual stores. (And THAT is NOT a good thing, E. wants you to know. Sparky gets in trouble when I'm not along for the ride. She can have as much time as she wants, but she doesn't come out with as many bags nor as big as when I'm there waiting in the car.) And he'd be correct! I hate to keep him waiting even though he says he doesn't mind so I tend to rush my window shopping and purchases when we're both out and about. But I was pretty good today....(That's because she's already been to Shipshewanna twice while we've been here! clarifies E.) I bought some small notions for Christmas ornaments, and that's about it! (Are you SURE?) AHEM! Maybe one skein of yarn, too. I was mainly looking for "story" photos--you know, a photo that has more to say than just a pretty picture.....Like this one.....
I first saw these little guys (right photo) peering out the back window of their enclosed buggy when I was pulling out from a shopping center. Now THAT would have been really cute photo...but you are not supposed to photograph the Amish. They appeared to be twins. They ended up parking their buggy in the same lot as my car and off they went following their dad to the next shop. Their clothes are all handmade, shirts and overalls, and these two little guys had the same identical "bowl" haircut.
Some day I'd really like to have the opportunity to spend time on an Amish farm for a day. I'd just like to learn more about their lifestyle. It's a little confusing to me what they are allowed to have and not have. Different sects allow different amounts of the "material" world in. Like some are allowed phones, but the phones are in a little building out by the side of the road. The little white buildings almost look like outhouses. I thought I had a photo of one, but apparently don't. I always thought those little white buildings were shelters for the kids to wait for the school bus, not realizing that many of them go to their own school and DUH! They wouldn't be riding a school bus to get there! (Sparky can be a little slow processing information all the way through sometimes! explains E.) Yep! There's a reason I managed to stay a special ed. teacher for 34 years! I understood those kids! I had some of the same problems and still do! Back to the phone booth building. You can see a phone line box coming out of the side of the little building if you look carefully.
tongue drum This burgundy one had some really deep tones to it, it was cool!
On to Fort Wayne to see friends celebrating a big 6-0 birthday.....Darryl is the birthday boy.....Sixty years old....I told him he's officially now an "Old Fart"! He sure doesn't look sixty!
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