Goin’ to church
Sunday. They call it a gathering. No church. No ostentatious building of worship. Those who have buggies, buggy. And those who don’t, walk. You still gotta tend the cows. No commercial stuff – the local farmer’s market was closed, but, not the antique shops. And there’s no used Amish clothes in the Goodwill. No buttons. No bows. Plain.