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One evening a few years ago Hubs and I went to visit an Amish couple about an hour from our home.  I just love driving through Amish communities, it takes me back to a time of simplicity and peace.  Clothes hanging on the line, plows being pulled by a team of horses, and little Amish children running lunch pails out to the pasture barefoot with not a care in the world.  I long to run barefoot in this crazy busy life.  

Finally, after an hour drive, we arrived at their home.  A pretty white farmhouse with flowers and plants all around sat invitingly up by the road.  As we pulled into the long driveway, I noticed a good sized blueberry patch on the left housed in a sturdy (and straight, ahem) wooden frame.  It was neatly manicured and not a single weed could be seen. It was at that moment I knew I was in for a learning experience.

As we continued down the drive we saw a large greenhouse sitting off to the left.  Out came a barefoot Amish woman waving hello to us.  She told us to park back by the barn next to the pasture.  As we got out of the truck up trotted a young goat and a buck ram behind her.  The pasture also had sheep, horses and few more goats grazing around.  It was a beautiful site for me.

The farmer came out to greet us and began showing us around.  I have to stop and tell you just how much I love barns, especially older ones.  The character of an old barn is so lovely to me and I enjoy seeing them both inside and out.  Most barns are dark and full of clutter and cobwebs.  This barn, however, was not one of them.

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