There are certain things that make it a good day in the Midwest, in Wausau. A stop at Kreger’s.
Best donuts hands down.
A stop at the farm. Hay for mulching the tomatoes.
A big old barn with towering rafters.
A big old solemn dog.
A guinea hen chick that needs special care.
The horse with the velvety schnozz, always wanting an apple, wanting an apple, wanting an apple.
That apple will have to wait ’til next year, ma’m. New York is beckoning.
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Visiting family, laying mother-in-law to rest. A good trip.
Ah, that area in summer is something not to be missed. They do indeed know how to make donuts, but they have breads and (especially) cheeses, too. Love the shot of the ‘velvety schnozz”! Were you on a special mission to this place, say, to a book signing? Visiting relatives, perhaps? Whatever your reason, hope your weather is good enough!