There is something about summer in the midwest that is special. After growing up in southern California (which would really be a desert if it were not for all of the elaborate sprinkler systems), it is a miracle to see endless green only watered by God's providence and the rain He sends. With that comes oppressive humidity at times, but yesterday we were graced with a warm, breezy day as we accompanied my brother and his wife to Adams county where small Amish and Mennonite colonies reside. Endless cornfields, horse drawn tractors and the best apple fritters on earth were to be found.
We finished the day by dining at our favorite haunt, Murphin Ridge. Before dinner we took a walk through the innkeeper's garden and enjoyed her flowers and herbs. Here are some images from that walk.
After our walk, we went inside to devour a delectable meal prepared with fresh ingredients from the garden and local Amish farms. The rain waited to unleash as we ate and this was our view.
Driving home we found an old covered bridge.
A beautiful stormy sky accompanied us home.
It was a wonderful refreshing day, enjoying the local beauty of creation. This says it best.