Clinton County Courthouse, Frankfort, Indiana

I have been meaning to post these photos of the Clinton County Courthouse....it is located in Frankfort, Indiana and was built in 1882-1884 and was designed by George W. Bunting. I would say job well done!
I only managed to capture a couple of details as we passed through. At least we were going slow.
It makes me want to go back and be there after business hours and to have time to walk around and take more photos. This courthouse is another beauty.
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On the home front, we have been quite busy....doing a job or two that needed to be done here at home. Roger replaced a toilet...nothing was broken or anything like that...we just wanted one of the tall ones. Our bathroom is quite small so talk about a job! It is so hard to work when you don't have room. I am so thankful that he can do about anything. I kind of wanted to do it now before we got any older...I knew someday we would probably really want/require one. So just decided to do it while we had the time and was able.

And today I have hung three loads of laundry out and have most of it put away. Just have to bring in the towels and fold and put them way. I feel like I have run a race the number of times I have been up and down the steps. The first load went off balance two or three times before it was finished...I had rinsed it twice and cannot remember if it stopped on the last cycle or not.

Bubbie has been in high form...we are going to have to get out a toy or I am going to have to take time to play hide and seek with him after while. He has been after me off and on all day...tackling my sandals, nipping me, reaching to grab me as I pass....and he just has a look that you know he is wanting to get into something but he is so rough the other cats don't like to play with him. So it is left to us to entertain him sometimes.

Also, I have really avoided feeding hummingbirds because of the cats, but I keep seeing them looking till they almost make me feel guilty. I guess I could rig one up high enough till the cats could not jump and get them. But the season is about over so might wait until next year.

That is it from my corner of the world...I need to go get those towels in and then I might settle down and either read or sew....

View from the strip pits...

I took a chance and ran out to the strip pits this evening...I really left it too late to go. By the time I got out there the sun was low behind clouds and the lighting was low. However, my trusted Rav4 and I crawled along at a snail's pace, trying to see something of interest. A car met us not long after we entered the area, and whether due to them, or due to my timing I did not see much at all. Not much was moving...not even birds.

There are areas out there that are bigger than your average mud puddle, but cannot be classified as a pond. They are almost completely dry, so nothing moving in them.

The one above is definitely a strip pit, but I don't think it is too deep because I see moss over a big portion of it if looking from the right angle.

When I got to this view point, I had to take a picture...it was trying to work up to a storm and had that weird cast of light. There was lightning in the distance, and if I had not left my sewing machine plugged in, as well as my netbook....I would probably have stayed out there a while. I have always wanted to be out there during a storm.

Anyway, click on the picture above...it will get bigger and it is such a peaceful view to look at.
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Roger spent a big portion of the day spreading some gravel we had delivered the other day. I had some laundry on the line, which I always throw in the dryer for just a few minutes. In that was a pair of old work shorts of Rogers that had a pocket with a hole in it. I spent time replacing it this afternoon...I had replaced the other one a year or so ago.

I am not quite sure how much sense that made...they are CHEAP shorts from Walmart...so not worth much considering their age. But we fooled around and waited too long to buy any new ones for him...his size was no longer available when we began looking a while back.

This, and some comments a friend made about buying candles and house decorations led me to think about how each of us are. I very seldom buy house decorations...the kind for the individual seasons....with the exception of Christmas. I like the others...I do not know why I don't buy for them. I love walking into her house and seeing what she has set out. It gives a home such a welcoming feel.

I have bought my share of candles...and still buy a few along. I love candles....always have and always will. I don't feel guilty about it.

I don't know if any other women do this, but I used to feel guilty for spending money for things I wanted...and even some things I needed. I have no idea why I was that way. I can remember buying a can opener and feeling guilty and knowing how stupid I was. That was when I was very young and first married.

And no, the guilt didn't develop after I was married, it was there before. A lot of women have tons of clothes and shoes....I have never been one for that. I like to have a few things I like real well, and as long as I have three or four pair of jeans and maybe a pair of khakis, I am good to go. Now, if I didn't have a problem with one of my feet, I might have a garage full of shoes by now....cause I always did love shoes and purses.

I no longer feel guilty spending money on things I want...well, not much anyway. If I feel guilty about anything, it is the amount of fabric I have. But I don't feel guilty for long.

Phone house--I think

We saw several little buildings...different styles...while driving in the Amish country around Shipshewana. I even saw one that was a log cabin, not quite as big square as this one is wide. I felt like there would barely have been room to stand in it.
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The toot is asleep right now...she didn't want to go to bed. Her mom ran to meet a friend she hasn't seen in ages. Lorelei did not want to go night-night at all...so I let her stay up a little late. We turned the lights down low and watch Max and Ruby. On there, they were telling the moon good-night.

So, we sat about 20 minutes, then she went and found her Papaw and sat with him a few minutes more. Next we went to tell the moon good-night but there was no moon. However, there were stars, so we told them good-night and she came in and went to bed. I had to stand and rub her back a few minutes which put her right to sleep.
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Her mom wanted to go eat Chinese, which is about 12-14 miles away...plus drove on to the south end of Terre Haute. Lorelei did not stop jabbering the whole time. Part of the time she carried on a conversation with her Papaw...part of the time she was singing...and part of the time it was just jabbering. She would yell for me and yell for her mom...and we had to answer. She preferred if we answered in a different voice each time. She counted, she said her abc's, she sang....she held us hostage with nothing but her voice.

Last time we were over at her house, we had been to Walmart and came in and set stuff on the counter. I was standing at the end of it, and Sarah was putting things away. Here came Lorelei and patted me on the bottom and said 'Mama's butt!' Then she bent over and wiggled her little bottom and patted it and said 'Lorelei's butt!'...by then Sarah and I are cracking up, but she stood up and went and patted her mom's bottom and said 'Mommy's butt!' We have no idea how she came up with that and she has not done it again.