Posts Tagged ‘Amish’
The month of November is wedding season for the Amish Community. By 8 a.m. every Tuesday and Thursday, rows of buggies line the lane of the bride-to-be’s home. With a morning church service, singing in the afternoon, and mountains of food in between, the celebration lasts all day.
Of course not all is solemn and serious on the day of an Amish Wedding. In the photo above, a group of young Amish men gather to play a few competitive games of volleyball. Take note that they’re still wearing their Sunday best. Their clean white shirts may not stop them from diving into the grass to make saves.
Most of the grocery stores, banks, and other public buildings in our area have hitching posts in the parking lots designated for horse and buggies. Amish drivers line up their horse and buggies in a tidy row much like we park our cars. And sometimes, the teenagers just wait in the buggy while Mam runs inside to finish an errand.
An Amish woman’s clothesline is a sight to behold. It’s often as neat and tidy and colorful as her well-tended garden and flowerbeds.
It is harvest time in Lancaster County—the time of year when farmers work from dawn ‘til dusk in their fields. In the Amish community, the whole family works to care for the farm. In the picture above, a young woman helps bale hay by driving the horses.
Summer vacation is over and this one-room Amish schoolhouse is filled with reading, writing, arithmetic, and children’s laughter once again. Amish children go to school through eighth grade, and one teacher instructs them all.
Farming with horses is making a come-back in the U.S. and around the world.
Each year, there is a big gathering called Horse Progress Days related to all of the techniques and innovations in this field of interest. People swap stories, share tips, and check out new equipment. There’s also lots of food!
These are a few lovely little scenes that we pass everyday on the way to the office.
Not a bad commute, huh?
We work in a little town that’s renown in a number of ways. First, there’s its name, which we’ve become pretty immune to. Once you’ve attended lots of conventions with your badge identifying your location as “Intercourse, Pennsylvania,” and then survived untold numbers of snickers and snorts, you get sort of toughened up and weary of it all.
That is not true of the first-timers to our area. Many mornings as I drive into work, I spot yet another visitor standing next to the entrance sign to our village, while being photographed for the unbelieving folks back home.
That may be the first, most obvious thing about our town. But the number of Amish in this township quickly distinguishes it, too.
Here’s a sweet scene we saw in the parking lot of The Good Cooking Store recently.
Don’t ya just wanna keep him?
At The Good Cooking Store we have all kinds of visitors, even this fine-looking fella.