A conversation Himself struck up with a stranger at the Amish plant auction, led to a delightful afternoon. Somehow their conversation turned to raspberries and L asked if we'd like to have some heirloom raspberries. Free.
A few days later we drove out to their lovely farm. After digging the raspberry starts, L and her husband R asked if we'd like to see the old grist mill on the property.
L drove us down to an old bridge.
A really cool rusty old bridge.
A cool old bridge that looked out at the grist mill and dam.
A cool old bridge held up for many years on limestone pillars.
It was a lovely place for a chat or a picnic.
Then we headed back up to their home to meet their pets.
A sweet faced old boy.
And his 'Betty Davis eyes' sister.
This darling girl is 16 years old.
And her horse. She had his mother and raised him from a baby.
There was a cute Shetland too. You could tell she works with them a lot as he wasn't snotty like most Shetlands.
Why are pony noses so cute?
Her gardens were beautiful.
Too soon a storm kicked up and we had to leave.
Here's the little shoots...
...and the long more mature canes - which already have berries on them.
Since I wasn't planning on planting raspberries this year, they will stay potted up until this fall when I will have a nice fenced in bed made for them.