Back Home Again In Indiana...

...  When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, then I long for my Indiana home.

Anybody out there know that song?  My dad ALWAYS sang it when we crossed the Indiana state line whenever driving home on vacations.  It did not matter what time of day or night it was, he sang that song the minute he saw that Indiana State Line sign.  Thanks, dad, for the great memories!

Anyway, I must be homesick for Indiana.  Not sure why because I don't have family there anymore.  I am from a small town called Columbus in southern Indiana.  So when I find a blogger from Indiana, I connect.  I found this one called www.frontporchindiana.blogspot.com and I laughed OUT LOUD at some of her blog entries.  Evidently, the owners are attempting to make their home and land once again a working farm and so they have llamas and sheep.  I really enjoyed the stories - check it out.  Be sure to look at the cast of characters.  Such a positive way to look at life.  Meantime, meet Squirrelly Shirley...

You should find her on the blog and read what they say about Squirrelly Shirley.  I found it to be funny.  Hopefully you will, too.