LITTLE PIG, LITTLE PIG, LET ME IN!

Dan, David, and I took a country drive today and stopped by the Sniers Hus for a quick tour. Doesn't that name sound like a place Dr. Seuss would like to write a book about? We passed the museum the other day when we drove to the heide for our walk, so Dan knew I wanted to poke around and take some pictures. He picked a day when I was really zonked, though, so he drug me off of the couch and shoved me into the car. I perked up when we got here. It looks like a place our dad would really love, so I made a lot of pictures to show him.

The garden reminded me of pictures of Colonial Williamsburg. Looks like ol' Ben Franklin would feel right at home.

Straw roofs always remind me of the three little pigs. The Sniers Hus was built in the 17th Century, so it has some wickedly cool construction details. One of the barns was held together by wooden pegs.

We drove further down the country road and slowly passed a group of students learning horseback riding. They looked so proper in their riding outfits. Then we came upon this old house. It originally had a water wheel, missing now. Do you see the bridge on the right? A little stream flows by the house's side. The house, dating from the US civil war era, is sadly empty now. The family lives in a new home across the street.

Just a little ways down there was another mill. This one still had its wheel and still ground grain. It was built in 1758.

Opposite the mill was this building. I had to take a closer look, so Dan and Dave waited in the car.

When I stepped through the archway, this is the view that greeted me.

I quickly headed back to the car when I realized that I was standing in someone's private yard. I wouldn't want to disturb Sleeping Beauty.