Last Sunday afternoon the boys took a drive to their cousins' house. M. and I took a drive across the river.
We found a tiny Mennonite Meetinghouse sitting in a field.
We also found a tiny graveyard sitting by the road - headstones from the 1800's.
Bright green fields of rye, windmills spinning in symmetry, a river sparkling diamonds and a covered bridge to drive through were also ohhed and ahhed over.
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