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By Linda Jones
Show-off
state
I know Missouri is the “Show Me” state — but after these past few days, I’m sure they could
call it the “Show Off” state and get away with it.
My sister Jackie lives in Aniston, Mo.
— near Sikeston and Lambert’s Cafe, “Home of the Throwed
Roll.”
My daughter, my granddaughters and I
left Thursday morning headed to Aniston and we did something a bit different.
Instead of going straight up through Jackson, Tenn., we decided to head
up I-55.
That was a wise choice! We made it to
her house in three and a half hours! You just can’t get lost going
straight!
We arrived at Jackie’s at 10:15
— near record time. She wasn’t even dressed yet, as she
didn’t expect us for another hour or so.
After unloading our car, we all piled
in Jackie’s big ole Buick (truly, a “road trip” car!)
and headed to Caledonia, Mo., and an antique shop. Not just any antique
shop though! (The trip to Caledonia turned into an “epic lost
journey!”)
We were headed to Farmhouse 1807 — actually built in 1807 and an actual farmhouse. Along with antiques
and incredible birdhouses, the wife of the husband/wife owners raises
her own sheep.
She doesn’t actually shear the
sheep herself, but she does keep the wool, clean, etc. the wool and
then dyes it. She sells roving, yarn and knitted stuff, all from her
sheep.
Dana not only bought wool, she bought a spinning wheel. She’s been
using a drop spindle for a while to spin her own yarn (don’t ask me, I
don’t know — I’m a quilter, not a knitter). But she’s wanted a spinning
wheel for a long time and as soon as I saw that one sitting in the
shop, I knew somehow, it was going home with us.
We didn’t have a lot of trouble
getting the spinning wheel in Jackie’s car — and we decided
not to worry about getting it to Mississippi until we had to. (We managed
it!)
We also found something (I thought) that
was better than the spinning wheel — Elephant Rocks State Park.
Missouri is a very conservation-oriented
state and is covered with state parks. Beautiful state parks!
Elephant Rocks State Park is incredible.
Huge, huge rocks, some shaped like elephants. The rocks were formed
a couple million years ago from molten magma. And they still look like
melted rocks.
The three “young” ladies
cavorted all over the rocks — Jackie and I, meanwhile, sat on
the sidelines and pouted. Something about arthritic backs and hips not
mixing with tumbling down giant rocks.
Over the course of the next few days,
we also visited a few other places close to “home.” The
conservation museum and Trail of Tears Museum in Cape Girardeau are
fantastic. It did seem odd though to find “our” Indian history
somewhere else.
One of the most incredible things about
Missouri is the lack of litter!
Why can’t we do that here? Mississippi
is, or could be, just as beautiful and show-offy!
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