Happy Days

I hope your holiday has been filled with love, laughter, and the friendliest of faces...

A Most Fantastical Morning Walk

A chilly morning in Northern California wine country was warmed by the company of family, and beauty in all directions...

Super Styles

A Stroll Around Town, Detroit.

Still Life with Travel

California Orange

School Spirit

Monday at the Milk Farm

There once lived a happy little restaurant called the Milk Farm.

The Milk Farm provided a much needed place for weary travelers to enjoy a chicken dinner and pony ride. And, for just 10 cents, a thirsty guest could enter an all-you-can-drink milk drinking contest. What a dream...

The Milk Farm had a wonderful life just off the side of the highway. In fact, it was as wonderful as any life lived next to a highway can be. She loved each man, woman, and child who paid her a visit. You see, somewhere deep down the Milk Farm knew that these people loved her back.

At the time it was erected, the sign, standing 100 feet tall, was said to be America's highest highway sign.

Of the animated cow, The Dixon Tribune wrote:

"This gentle creature appears, disappears and appears again in a slow cadence."

The first couple of years were quiet, but by the time WWII rolled around, business was booming. Visitors came from near and far -- as far away as New York, and possibly even farther. One lovely day in 1940, the Milk Farm was featured in the Saturday Evening Post.

(Anyone have that issue? Quick, go check the attic please.)

This charming little place operated continuously from 1928 until 1986, when a violent windstorm blew a large hole in the roof.

How's that for a surprise ending?

Sure the cow no longer jumps over the moon, but I'll take what I can get. Lucky for us, the sign still stands...

P.s. One more photo here.

Sprinkled.

Clouds, Sky, and a relatively clean window.

On days like this, it's nice being a passenger...

Above, Over

The light felt heavy to all but one...

Small Town Portrait, Sunlight and Open Space

"Travel is the art form available to Everyman. You sit in the coffee shop in a strange city and nobody knows who you are, or cares, and so you shed your checkered past and your motley credentials and you face the day unarmed ... And onward we go and some day in the distant future, we will stop and turn around in astonishment to see all the places we've been..."
-Garrison Keillor


This Weekend I hope you'll:
1. Be treated with warm, gentle weather
2. Read this piece in the New York Times
3. Be inspired, Take yourself on an adventure
4. Enjoy, whatever you do.

p.s. A few sun-filled moments you might have missed here.