Driving to the countryside of Ohio, it always reminds me of my childhood. I grew up in a farm where my father took care of a rice farm for years before we moved to my mother's place in a coastal area. Planting and harvesting rice was part of my childhood and I kind of miss it. We didn't have toys growing up but the simplicity of life really taught me important life lessons that I still value till this day.
This lamp light reminds me of the lamp that we used to use growing up. We didn't have electric and we only use kerosene lamps at night. Our lamp wasn't as fancy as those of the Amish ones though, ours was just made of an empty jar with a piece of cloth that my parents tore up from an old shirt and that was it.
I am not sure if this is a weaving tool but a similar tool like this was used in the Philippines as well in weaving the abaca bark.
Exploring this place was an exciting experience for me, I can relate to the simplicity of living that Amish have. The only difference was, I rid carabao and they ride horses lol.
Looking at the corn field makes me want to go back home and experience my childhood once again. Once in a while, it is nice to bring the kids to this kind of environment to let them see the different way of life that they have in the city.