I was planting monkey grass this afternoon, and an Amish buggy stopped. This surprised me because it was Sunday. They pretty much do church all day Sunday. I was in jeans and a t-shirt. I was working in the yard on Sunday.
But they stopped and told me how much they enjoy my flowers. That's always nice to hear.
Then Larry wanted to know who they are. I don't know. He said to describe them. Well, not young, long white beard....I don't know. A lot of them look like that. He decided who he thought they were from that not-so-detailed description, though.