You all know I don’t hunt. And over the years I’ve been invited many times to head south to the boonies in Indiana and hang with the hunters (including my husband) for a day of food and fun. So Saturday I headed south to the boonies to hang with the hunters.
Please note: If ever you head south on the back roads through Indiana to the boonies, don’t do it after drinking a full pot of coffee. Otherwise, you’ll be in trouble. Real trouble.
Serious – I need to tinkle – trouble.
And you’ll be in the middle of no where.
Through the boonies.
So you’ll seriously consider tinkling in a corn field.
And the corns been picked.
Oh look kids … there’s cows. And pigs. And a lady squatted down in the middle of an empty corn field.
To be continued …
Have a wonderful day all …