Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Slowing Down in Scio

Two weeks ago our family hit the road and ventured northeast to Steve's hometown -- Scio, OH. As we inched closer to our destination, our GPS warned us we were entering an "unverified area" and to "proceed with caution". Hmm...while the little community may not be marked on most maps, it is most definitely harmless.

A town of less than 700. It's safe to say there are more cows than people in this neck of the woods. Steve's parent's live on a ridge surrounded by lush green, rolling hills. It's quiet except for the clip clop of hooves from Amish buggies that cross their road several times a day.

Stars are in good supply.

During our week-long stay we had our fill of red meat and potatoes... and bacon. I think it may be considered its own food group in Scio.

We caught fireflies and read lots of books. A good read I recommend, The Art of Racing in the Rain.

We lounged and visited with kin. Steve's 82 year old uncle Gib made the 2+ hour drive up from Columbus just to see us.

We slowed down and rested.

While there Noah turned 15. For his birthday he asked if he could visit the Dairy Bar...a business Steve's parents started in 1971 but is now run by his sister and brother-in-law. They serve soft serve ice cream and deep fried...everything -- from mushrooms, cauliflower, jalapenos and pickles to chocolate chip cookie dough balls and more! Their menu is extensive, however, Noah isn't one to veer far from cheeseburgers and fries. He had his usual and paired it with a peanut butter/fudge shake...a medium...22 oz. of creamy deliciousness. I thought for sure he'd be sick, but then I remembered he's a growing teen and is equipped with hollow legs.

Happy Summer Break to us.





















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