Though I’m originally from Ohio (Go Buckeyes!), I certainly feel like a true-blue, native, corn-fed Hoosier.
An outsider would most certainly agree. Especially after witnessing the events of our past week.
Let’s just say that there were copious amounts of animals and farms mixed in with some corn and blue skies, and you’ll understand.
It started with the Indianapolis Zoo
- Yakkity Yak NOT talking back
- Feed the birds – tuppence a….cup
- ICE CWEAM BWEAK!!!!
We then celebrated 60 years of wedded bliss for my grandparents – at their huge farm
- Grandpa’s barn
- 1st time ever at being 1st in line – they were forced
- 4-wheelers were ridden
- as were 3-wheelers
- alternative power
And the week was rounded off by a nice visit to the Indiana State Fair
- We saw piggies
- We WERE piggies
What? You were expecting a picture of ME being a piggy? Sorry, that happened too, but it wasn’t pretty, and I won’t allow such a picture for your viewing torture here.
- We were farmers
- and collected eggs
- We planted and cultivated
- and even “milked” a cow
- If that doesn’t scream “Hoosier” then I don’t know what does.
Hello, Miss Moosh. 
P.S. I think Cal’s last day went out on a great note.
Farmer Cal
