Mud crutches

A young robert zimmerman once said, 'you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.' Even earlier, he also said, 'a hard rain's a-gonna fall.' Essentially, zimmy's treatise was this; rain will come and your beloved meteorologist cannot be trusted to tell you exactly when that will be.

I don't believe i'm putting words in the mouth of dylan.

Maybe i'm speculating only slightly, but when i woke up on tuesday morning and decided to take the family on a trip to brown county state park, i hung a whole lot of hope on the accuracy of my local weather forecasters.

This is not the face nor hair of a man thinking rationally nor realistically.

After a drizzly drive south and a scenic picnic from the confines of our car, the whole family took a hike down our favorite stream. Despite the light rain there ain't alotta water flowin over the limestone.

After a brief turkey chasing excursion, we moseyed on into the hustlin, bustlin town of nashville for a couple of homemade waffle cones. We continued on our stroll and happened upon this quaint destination...

Haunted wedding chapel or theater of the dead?Just minutes from continuing our journey homeward, we stumbled upon what might be the single greatest find of our travels this week outside the sausage wagon in bargersville...

Ol' jonesie's really trying to sell it with that tagline.

We decided to take their word for it.