On Tuesday, we drove up to Afton Station, where Sarah took scads of pictures, mostly of the cars. Here's just one.
Meanwhile, I realized I never reported on activity at Afton Station last Sunday. I had my first five visitors within the first half hour after opening. They were from Pleasanton CA, Webb City MO, and Pryor OK. After that, there was a long dry spell until Betty came in and stayed with me for an hour or so. She brought me a wonderful birthday present -- a pound of Amish butter and a pound of fantastic locally-made sausage.
Later, I had a visit from a fellow from Grove who stops in often to chat. For the remainder of the day, I just watched the slow emptying of one of the storefronts of the building across the street, which had been rented out as a potential flea market that never materialized. It's hard to believe that so much... excuse me... junk could be stored in one little space. I also had a nice long phone conversation with my friend Mike from AZ, who was calling to offer an answer (which was correct) to my answering machine quiz.
Today, Sarah and I plan to take a ride up to Coffeyville, Kansas. Why? Because it's there! Looks like rain, though.
