First, at the general store and then the produce market, the dim light the interior required some readjustment for us. We expect electrical illumination, after all. Instead, this was truly natural, apart from a few white-gas lanterns.
What we’re used to is like the sun came indoors, even the first 30-watt bulb in a store.
Or so my brilliant travel companion observed.
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Light brown Amish
sheds, barns, homes
the men with mustaches!
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As we’re backing out of the parking
two Amish kids
stare at me through a window in a door
but don’t respond to my wave:
Did I look like I belonged to another Plain people?
Maybe from somewhere in space?
Even though I was driving a simple white car?
Jnana's Red Barn 