Errands Iowa Style

Yes, all you Texans I am back in Iowa. And yes, most of the stereotypes are true - Iowa is a fairly rural place. Clinton does have some modern amenities of a small city, yet it remains nestled near the farms of Eastern Iowa. This is clearly evidenced by an errand I ran for my mother on Wednesday of this week.

I made a trip to the grain elevator. Oh yes, it's true. You can't get much more country bumpkin than a trip to the grain elevator. Can you? Hold that thought, one probably can.

Why did I make a trip to the Feed & Grain store? Well, mom needed ice melt and the best ice melt can be purchasd at the feed & grain store.

The blend of ice melt sold at the Feed & Grain store is superior to traditional rock salt as it is actually fertilizer and well not burn the grass along your sidewalks. So, off I was to buy SlipNot for mom.

Yes, this is the same Feed & Grain store where I used to buy feed for my pet duck, Bob. What? You didn't know I had a pet duck named Bob? My oh my, that is a blog post for another day.

On the way back to the house I drove past a farm that holds some fond memories from childhood. This farm was once a dairy operation. It was on this farm that I learned how to milk cows, jump from the hay loft to the barn floor down below and even swim in the cow tank. And yes, I also learned that a manure pit does smell horrific. This farm has deteriorated since those childhood days and the city is gradually creeping to the edge of it's property line. Still, it's fun to think of those carefree afternoons spent on the farm. I suppose there is a little bit of the country in this city girl.