We packed some cookies, juice and a couple bottles of water and headed a little north on Hwy 421 to survey the harvest of my family's farm. Lilly was a little confused, I think she thought we were going to a certain friend's house, he and his wife have horses, goats, two calves and a couple dogs and cats. Lilly told Bryan that she was going to ask the lady (aka Danielle) if she could ride the goats. So, to avoid any more confusion I will explain...several years ago my parents bought some farm ground as an investment. A man they know farms it and we occasionally go out and visit. We walk around, pick up rocks and some times burn some brush. Its a typical Indiana farm, all that's there is corn. There is no house, no barn, no animals and very little shade. It is simply several acres of ground. For some reason we thought Lilly might enjoy spending a few hours there exploring. We were right.
We walked around the entire perimeter while Lilly picked up corn that escaped the combine, asked questions, looked for a walking stick and picked up more corn.
This is just some of the overlooked corn that Lilly found. After she filled her arms Lilly started filling Bryan's pockets. O.k, so there was one animal on the farm, Hank. He had a great day too. He ran free, swam in the creek and chased any corn cobs that were thrown.
Lilly's little legs got tired pretty quick so her and her corn got a ride on Daddy's shoulders.
On the walk back to the car more than Lilly's little legs were tired.
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