Blue Barn Bulletin

Some friends of ours moved to Indiana a few years ago and are conveniently only a couple hours away from where we have to travel for quiz regionals, and are kind enough to offer accommodations for all of us. A visit with them adds to the fun of going to the regional quiz.

Another thing that adds to the fun of making that long trip is that we swing through Shipshewana on our way to our friends' house. Clarence was looking for rutabaga seed for my brother-and found it!

Since his job transfer in November, Clarence no longer drives through Earl and Kathy's area on his commute. What to do? "Why, I'll mail them", he thought. A quick call to a friend to ask how much postage was these days, some scrounging through old stamps and his pocket, and he was in business.

Who needs last names when addressing an envelope? Who needs actual stamps? Clarence was sure that he didn't. Apparently, he was right. The seeds arrived safely at Earl's the other day.

I've informed the girls that they cannot disregard all they've been taught about properly addressing envelopes. Just because it worked for Daddy doesn't mean it's right, right?

I'm pretty sure they'll test it on their own some day.