When I was little, before gas prices skyrocketed, my Dad used to love to take us for a Sunday drive in the country to see one-room school houses and old abandoned cemeteries.
Our drive to the lake is 3 hours, and most of the drive has no direct route via interstates. Instead, we drive through back-country roads, past weathered barns, horses, and a loose cow. The owners of the farms, houses, trailers and stores are becoming familiar as we increase our travel to the lake, yet they still remain strangers.
I put this video together during our summer drives to the lake. (Yes, it’s a little shaky, I hope you don’t get car sick.) Here’s a chance to join us, as fellow travelers, in our noisy van with four boys, to see some of the highlights of our drive.
While posting this video on you tube, I found this beautiful video of the Farm Auction. Stick with it, after the first few seconds, the video turns into black and white stills. Each pictures tells a story… Sniff, sniff.