Amish Country

Our daughter, Stephanie, called me Saturday morning and asked me if I wanted to go to Belleville with her. She wanted to find some peaches to can. I told her that I was absolutely too busy to go. She said, "Get ready. I'll pick you up in a half hour." Then she told me that she'd stop at the Amish store that had the beautiful dishes that were very inexpensive. I did my hair, put on my make-up, and was waiting for her at the door. Well - the Amish store that sells dishes was closed. We drove and drove until we saw a sign that had peaches listed among the produce. An Amish girl probably 15 or 16 waited on us. She, like the other young Amish that aren't working in the fields, was in her bare feet. We then started on a search for peppers. We saw a sign at the bottom of a very long lane that had peppers listed along with other produce. I bought peppers, onions, plums, watermelon, zuchini, and a jar of elderberry jelly. We then went home with our trunk full of produce. I took several photos. The Amish do not believe in taking their pictures so the pictures leave a lot to desire. I had to take them from a distance. In the small town of Allensville, which is predominantly Mennonite, I took photos of beautiful flowers. I'm saving them for Bloomin' Tuesday.

I put my head out the window to take this picture. There was a darling little Amish boy and probably his father in the buggy.

This is another picture that I took through the windshield.
This picture was taken as we drove up the lane to the second produce store.
This was taken in the town of Belleville. The horse was too fast for me.