Today I went to Grand Island to collect my serger, which was being serviced at the Bernina Store (aka Quality Sew & Vac). It was a pretty autumn day -- and, wouldn't you know, I arrived in Grand Island right at rush hour, which, translated, means 'the hour at which no one finds it possible to rush anywhere'. Therefore, I did not go Pier Lake as I had thought to do, as that would've entailed crossing the most congested part of town at the most congested part of the day.
Loup River
Loup River
Daniels Produce Store, located at the Daniels Farm
This farmer was obviously deprived of Fisher Price Shape Sorters & Stackers as a toddler.
There are random picnic tables and chairs scattered here and there in unexpected places through the Nebraska boonies, where anyone might take a notion to have a seat and watch the butterflies flitting and the corn growing. Nobody's going to steal that chair, either, because bindweed (aka Wild Morning Glory) has trailed vines all over it and effectively glued it smack down to the earth good and proper.
In Genoa
Loup River
The lane that leads to our house.
