Could we BE any more Hoosier?

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
Yakkity Yak NOT talking back

 

Feed the birds - tuppence a....cup
Feed the birds – tuppence a….cup

 

ICE CWEAM BWEAK!!!!
ICE CWEAM BWEAK!!!!

 

We then celebrated 60 years of wedded bliss for my grandparents – at their huge farm

Grandpa's barn
Grandpa’s barn

 

1st time ever at being 1st in line - they were forced
1st time ever at being 1st in line – they were forced

 

4-wheelers were ridden
4-wheelers were ridden

 

as were 3-wheelers
as were 3-wheelers

 

alternative power
alternative power

 

And the week was rounded off by a nice visit to the Indiana State Fair

We saw piggies
We saw piggies

 

We WERE 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
We were farmers

 

and collected eggs
and collected eggs

 

We planted and cultivated
We planted and cultivated

 

and even "milked" a cow
and even “milked” a cow

 

You can't get much more "Hoosier" than that
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

Farmer Cal

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Published in: on August 13, 2008 at 11:43 pm  Comments (3)