LZP sent me the above picture for my birthday; he ordered it and then it was backlogged and then the place only shipped on Fridays and, well, it got here on 70 years + 9 days. And that’s fine. In fact, it was really a treat. Like Christmas when I was a kid- a special surprise. Der Bingle did not spill the beans – although I know it was hard for him.

LZP said it reminded him of Indiana and it is a very familiar scene to me – I can’t remember not knowing about weathered old barns. I grew up with a lot of them around; I grew up with one just to the east of us where corn or soybeans grow now. My mother told me that once when I was maybe two, they looked up to see me in my pink ruffled shorts running after my grandfather up the barn path as “fast as your little legs could carry you.” I don’t remember it, but I remember her remembering it.

Thank you, LZP. Thank you very much.