We toured 3 farms and a vineyard on Saturday afternoon with Nana Sharon, Pappy Dave, Grammy Jill and Poppy Dave. We drove a lot on route 45 into Amish country and then headed back toward State College to finish up with the vineyard.
Everyone, except Paul, enjoyed tasting 6 different wines and we all bought at least one bottle. Yum!
This was our view from the organic vegetable farm we visited. It was a long hike up the mountain, but the view from the top made it worth it.
The boys were real troopers. . . so was Paul. He carried both of them for most of the hike.
The little guy was born at the Amish dairy farm the day before the tour. He looked so soft and sweet all curled up and resting.
Ryan liked the baby ducks. All of the animals were for sale. We could have gone home with lots of baby ducks, chickens and bunnies.
This was our first stop. An amish dairy farm. Such a beautiful day.
David and Ryan got to feed the composting pigs. David talked about composting pigs all afternoon. I don't think he really understood what it meant, . . he thought it was a type of pig.
We toured 3 farms and a vineyard on Saturday afternoon with Nana Sharon, Pappy Dave, Grammy Jill and Poppy Dave. We drove a lot on route 45 into Amish country and then headed back toward State College to finish up with the vineyard. 
Everyone, except Paul, enjoyed tasting 6 different wines and we all bought at least one bottle. Yum! 
This was our view from the organic vegetable farm we visited. It was a long hike up the mountain, but the view from the top made it worth it. 
The boys were real troopers. . . so was Paul. He carried both of them for most of the hike. 
The little guy was born at the Amish dairy farm the day before the tour. He looked so soft and sweet all curled up and resting. 
Ryan liked the baby ducks. All of the animals were for sale. We could have gone home with lots of baby ducks, chickens and bunnies. 
This was our first stop. An amish dairy farm. Such a beautiful day. 
David and Ryan got to feed the composting pigs. David talked about composting pigs all afternoon. I don't think he really understood what it meant, . . he thought it was a type of pig.
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