This column remembers the time I worked at Heritage Hill State Park. During the summer, I brought my children, too, and dressed everyone in period costumes.

When at the park, my children worked in the garden even on hot days. They were barefooted as we had no period shoes, but without shoes they were perfect for the setting.

This photo was taken by Bob as I spoke for a group of adults. I’m still searching to find photos of my children in their costumes.

It was great fun and a good learning experience for all.

Until next time, that’s it from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright © 2021 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved

I’ve always been fascinated by clouds. As a child, I’d lay back in the grass and watch them float through the sky.

During recess in elementary school, my friend Joyce and I gave them numbers so we could recognize them. We had to know which was which because we bought, or at least laid claim to the prettiest clouds.

Imagine riding a cloud. Going to other places. Seeing other lands. A cloud and playful fantasies can take you on wonderful trips without leaving your backyard.

May good clouds come your way. If you need rain, may they bring your land needed moisture. If you are dreaming, may clouds take you on adventures of the mind. And if you wish to see magic may a rabbit hop overhead, or a pegasus fly, or a giant dance across the sky.

Until next time, that’s it from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright © 2021 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved

Before the sunrise this morning, I took this video of the farm.

Usually, sandhill cranes are talking and flying. Today they were quiet.

Hardly a bird twittered a greeting.

Soon the sun rose and the fog vanished.

The quiet beauty remained with me.

Until next time, that’s it from Sunnybook Farm.

Copyright © 2021 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved