Frontier Culture Museum
Last year I went to the Frontier Culture Museum on the first Friday of May. I was seven months pregnant yet still managed to pull Margaret and Logan around the circular path in a red wagon. This year we went on the first Friday of June, accompanied by my parents and my friend Kristin and her son. Sadly, the wagons were not available this year. No explanation was given. I was disappointed because that’s part of the charm of it for my family.
Next month they are not going to offer free admission on the first Friday because of their Independence Day plans. But there are two more chances: the first Friday of August and the first Friday of September.
I appreciated that my dad carried Charlotte around because it gave me the chance to practice taking photos in the fading light. This first photo is of the Irish Forge where the blacksmith wears a leather apron and demonstrates how to make nails. The second photo is from the English farmhouse. It was nearly 8 o’clock by that point.
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Fighting Windmills 
That looks like a very fun place to bring the kids, with just enough education that they don’t realize that the kids are learning something.
Beautiful pictures!
Thank you!
I often wonder if our culture has lost more than it has gained, over time.