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Showing posts with label corn maze. Show all posts
Showing posts with label corn maze. Show all posts
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Radio Fricken Flying
We have been talking about getting one of these for-literally-ever. Columbus flea market strikes again. But in a good way this time.
Everyone's cuter in a Radio Flyer.
Monday, Medic, Maze, Molly
Geeez, look at this fall. Went to pick up Susie for an eye appointment Monday. Let's take a look and see how it went...
This is what Susie does the second we hit the road. Her eye appointment went well. No issues, and a new prescription. Whoopity doo. So now that we got her, what can we torture her with....
Hey Susie... ever been in a corn maze before?
The kids new Radio Flyer working out beautifully
Aesop loves it in here
The owner said Yuula could have a free cookie if she sat on the pumpkin like Cinderella. I don't remember that part of the movie, but, hey... free cookie.
On the way home Susie had the energy to stop in and introduce us to the infamous Molly. We thought she may be a figment of her imagination.... but No!
Molly has a lovely farm and Aesop got to pick the nose of some lovely horses.
We gotta get these girls a horse.
Monday, October 25, 2010
It All Happened Last Sunday
I just talked to Laura. She said we are carving our pumpkins tomorrow night. What's that? You didn't know we had pumpkins? How silly of me. I forgot to tell you.
It all happened last Sunday.....
So now you know. It's good to know.
It all happened last Sunday.....
So now you know. It's good to know.
Monday, October 20, 2008
All Thorpish & Maizey
Fran has a week off before she transfers to the new & nearer store in Mt. Olive so we've been able to plan a few little days trips, the first of which occurred yesterday...
Only recently have I learned what an amazing story is the life of Jim Thorpe, but now I know the town that bares his name is equally as intriguing. Known as "Switzerland of America" and renamed from it's original Mauch Chunk to Jim Thorpe sometime after his death in the 50's, this minute little town rests in a valley between four or five sprawling mountain ranges that stretch thru the Lehigh Valley (which we learned means "Where there are forks" so now we call the utensil drawer "Lehigh") and has been drawing a good bit of tourism for quite a few decades. The only downside is the one highway that goes in & out of downtown, but the view from within the gridlock is more than enough to divert your attention (in a good way) and the absence of traffic while walking the streets is ideal.
So on to it...
We parked by my old pal the River Gorge and navigated a few rock beds to get a closer look and draw with some charcoal rocks. That's when we knew we had a beautiful day ahead.
One of the things Jim Thorpe is reknowned for is its railroad. It has a running Reading & Northern rail line that creeps along the mountain ranges (we didn't go), a large model train museum & display (we didn't do that either) and quite a few antique train cars throughout various spots in the city (we saw those).
Jim Thorpe is also known for its stylish architecture and picturesque landscape from within the city itself & tho I feel a few shops have unfortunately modernized themselves a bit, most of them still have their original paint jobs and crooked floors you wouldn't wanna be wearing rollerskates on.
We did a fair share of antiquing which got out tummies rumbling so we looked for a restaurant of some sorts. Fran couldn't decide if she wanted Tex-Mex or Italian. We stood in front of the two stores for about 20 minutes.
And pizza it was! BLT pizza & cheese fries.
From there we were ready for more and had walked both streets in town. Yup, small visit. So we hopped back in the car, off roaded over some mountains, and headed south to New Tripoli, the site of none other than the infamous Bear Rock Junction, where we would find ourselves lost inside miles and miles of some of the tallest corn mazes (or maIzes) you'll find this side of someplace where tall corn grows.
We got there just as the sun went down so we had the unique experience of maneuvering most of the course in the dark, which is creepy enough even before they Halloweened the place up.
Good day. Go find yourself a corn maIze before it's too late!
click any photo for full album
Only recently have I learned what an amazing story is the life of Jim Thorpe, but now I know the town that bares his name is equally as intriguing. Known as "Switzerland of America" and renamed from it's original Mauch Chunk to Jim Thorpe sometime after his death in the 50's, this minute little town rests in a valley between four or five sprawling mountain ranges that stretch thru the Lehigh Valley (which we learned means "Where there are forks" so now we call the utensil drawer "Lehigh") and has been drawing a good bit of tourism for quite a few decades. The only downside is the one highway that goes in & out of downtown, but the view from within the gridlock is more than enough to divert your attention (in a good way) and the absence of traffic while walking the streets is ideal.
So on to it...
We parked by my old pal the River Gorge and navigated a few rock beds to get a closer look and draw with some charcoal rocks. That's when we knew we had a beautiful day ahead.
One of the things Jim Thorpe is reknowned for is its railroad. It has a running Reading & Northern rail line that creeps along the mountain ranges (we didn't go), a large model train museum & display (we didn't do that either) and quite a few antique train cars throughout various spots in the city (we saw those).
Jim Thorpe is also known for its stylish architecture and picturesque landscape from within the city itself & tho I feel a few shops have unfortunately modernized themselves a bit, most of them still have their original paint jobs and crooked floors you wouldn't wanna be wearing rollerskates on.
We did a fair share of antiquing which got out tummies rumbling so we looked for a restaurant of some sorts. Fran couldn't decide if she wanted Tex-Mex or Italian. We stood in front of the two stores for about 20 minutes.
And pizza it was! BLT pizza & cheese fries.
From there we were ready for more and had walked both streets in town. Yup, small visit. So we hopped back in the car, off roaded over some mountains, and headed south to New Tripoli, the site of none other than the infamous Bear Rock Junction, where we would find ourselves lost inside miles and miles of some of the tallest corn mazes (or maIzes) you'll find this side of someplace where tall corn grows.
We got there just as the sun went down so we had the unique experience of maneuvering most of the course in the dark, which is creepy enough even before they Halloweened the place up.
Good day. Go find yourself a corn maIze before it's too late!
click any photo for full album
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