My trip to Indiana had many different loops woven into it, a craft day with buddies and a junkin trip across country, an afternoon at a rock and mineral show, sister sleepovers, family time, a night at a state park lodge, then a meet up with VERY old friends- my 45th high school reunion, ending with a day of sightseeing in downtown Indy.
Whew. That is a lot in 7 days including the 8-1/2 hour drive each way.
A bit like this cool spiral in Sissy’s yard!
On the way to Brown Co. park, we had some junking time and stopped at a mega antique mall.
It had some oddities…
But it also had decently priced millinery. Not so cheap that I bought it all, just reasonable enough to make me pick out a few faves.
I also snapped up a $10 rosey vase/pot, a $16 rosey tablecloth, and a vintage Hawaiian shirt to wear to the Hawaii themed reunion I was attending.
We had perfect weather everywhere we went, and so many laughs, I needed to start using my asthma inhaler again.
The state park had a contest to visit each scenic overlook and take a photo to win a sticker. I agreed to do it with trepidation, thinking it was going to be miles of walking.
Turns out, you drive to the sites (sights?) so my sissies came too. And everyone agreed to model some of my pretty purchases.
My nieces and I took off on a hiking adventure after our scenic quest to win stickers.
That was pretty dang scenic too.
The lodge has been newly redecorated, there is an indoor water park and a country style restaurant too. We were the only ones using the water slide and lazy river. Which is good because I screamed like a banshee all the way down the curly slide and the lazy river wasn’t so lazy. It was a crazy river, and we knocked into each other as we bopped along like we were bumper boats at a carnival.
And yes, it was so much fun, the inhaler had to be used.
My hometown is a charmer. A one block, yet vibrant downtown and an adorable park that I have always loved.
Since I moved away, lots of trails have been added, you can walk for miles out there.
This is from behind the lighthouse. Don’t ask me why a small pond in central Indiana even has a lighthouse, but there it is, glorious as it was 60 years ago.
And I wonder if these ducks are from the same lineage of the ones I used to take my kiddos to go feed?
The trip went much too quickly. But was as full as my heart was.