Driving home to Long Prairie I will take the route through Grey Eagle, 9 times out of 10. Mostly out of convivence, but also because I want to see what the dinosaur on the corner is dressed up as.
Maybe these delightful armadillos are protectors of the building, or protectors of the spirits that reside there. After all, one is a sheriff.
I had no clue that Randall had a quilt shop, and I had even less of a clue as to how awesome that quilt shop is.
I finally had spare time to stop on a trip to the lake to hopefully learn more about this cool old building. I took a walk around the grounds snapping some pictures on a perfect bluebird day.
Every aisle was another adventure. It was almost like a store of souvenirs that were once for sale at another souvenir shop that went out of business.
It was a picture perfect summer day and there were a handful of other people in the park that exchanged smiles and modest waves as we passed on the path.