On Saturday afternoon Nancy and I took a slow ride up on Fountain Nook Road, starting in Maysville and ending up on US 250. (These pictures watermarked for their protection.)
Green Valley School is where I started teaching school as a helper for Rudy Menno's Fannie. I knew nothing about teaching school but she claimed I can teach and so I did.
This farmstead was owned by a Hershberger family when I was teaching in Maysville.
Working the fields.
The black horse in the yellow field with the farm buildings in the background, plus the beautiful sky overhead makes for a perfect picture on Fountain Nook Road.
I remember when these custom made mail boxes started showing up. I don't know who invented or made them but it came about because so many mailboxes were vandalized and beaten to pieces.
More field work.
We stopped to get this shot of the horse and buggy, and as a bonus someone walked out of the house.
Little Swartzentruber Amish boys. The biggest one is quite happy to see us with a camera.
This boy was burning the trash. It is a chore you do every Saturday after the weekly cleaning is complete in the house.
At the sawmill three men were cutting slab wood into smaller pieces to heat the water in the big iron kettle to take their Saturday night bath in the galvanized tub. Then also heat water Monday morning to do the weekly washing. They don't have such huge loads of laundry as one might think, because a weekly bath means a weekly change of cloth for the adults. It is just a way of life. It was this way when I was a child, but in Mom's time it was a monthly sponge bath in the winter months and a weekly wash house bath during the hot summer.
I love this setting way back in. I am sure the lane is one mud mess in the spring and whenever it rains because they don't gravel their lanes. They may have gravel drives and lanes if the men spread the gravel by hard labor.
Every time I travel this road I am on the lookout for these milk cans. I think only one time they were out by the road ready to be picked up. That is the picture I want but I know I have to be there at the right moment to get such a shot.
I am assuming and reading between the lines but knowing the Amish, especially the ways of the more conservative groups, these young men are visitors from a distant Amish settlement and are spending the weekend in the area.
Down the bank from the previous picture these two are mowing the grass. I am also assuming the barefooted one is from this home and the girl with the black stockings and shoes is the visiting girl who came with the boys and is probably a sibling to a few of them.
The bright red blanket hanging on the old picket fence in front of the red buildings is eye-catching.
An old bony milk cow grazing at the intersect of Fountain Nook Rd and US 30.