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Come Wander Along with Me...

I wander...it is simply what I do.  Since I was a young girl, my parent's tried everything to keep me close to home, going to such  measures as to buy me goats.  Though I loved my goats, my heart still  wandered.  

Growing up in rural New Jersey, I was surrounded by dense woods and long stretches of farm land to fuel my imagination.   I felt at home in the arms of the forest and spent many days laying upon the fragrant mossy soil staring up through the filter of leaves... watching the light dance.  It is these experiences that I work to remember.

In adulthood, I discovered the joy of capturing those precious moments, through my camera's lens.  Though the many years in between my youth and the present, I have enjoyed many wonderful adventures and am currently wandering in another people's land.  For the past 10 years I have had the pleasure of living in Europe and learning to look at life in a very different way.   

Through my images and my wanderings, I hope you will enjoy seeing the world around you... in a new way.

So...I invite you to "Come Wander Along with Me..."

The Egg-O-matic…Worth a Visit

egg-o-matic-7sigsmWhile doing the Saturday ritual of taking back all the racks of bubble water bottle back to the drink market I passed a sign that sparked my interest. I have seen it before in passing, but on this day, I decided I need to find out just what an egg-O-matic really is….plus I needed eggs. A win win!

Turning off onto the back farm roads near Heppenheim Germany, along the Bergstrasse, I entered the drive of a sleepy old farm. Temperatures being high, I noticed elderly farmers kicked back in yard chairs dotted about the shade, taking a siesta.

More hand painted signs directed me to an old sandwich vending machine and instructed me that these eggs are from happy free walking chickens. Near the machine in the shade sat an elderly farm wife with her very friendly tiny Terrier. I stopped a bit and of course poured a bit of love on the pup and chatted a bit about my excitement over finding an egg vending machine. Of course my chatter was received with giggles and smiles. I get that a lot.

It is a simple process, find the item you wish, drop in the change amount and hit the corresponding number, slide the door and remove your farm fresh product. I was surprised to find not only were there eggs in the machine, but potted meats, fruit and veg too. All at great pices.

Since you don’t see and egg-O-matic every day, I had to share my adventure with you.

August 21, 2009 - 23:48 Phil Vaughn - Your little detour brought a smile. It brings back childhood memories of my grandfather who was a preacher who gardened, cultivated his prized gladiolas, raised livestock, and maintained a chicken coop as well. His egg-o-matic was when he would reach under the hen and find the eggs somewhere amidst all those feathers. That was an amazing thing to young eyes! Thanks for sharing the story and for prompting some warm memories.

August 25, 2009 - 08:21 Kathleen - This is stupendous! Hearkens back to the Automat of days gone by in NYC. The handlettered sign is quite beautiful. Now I am thinking: what else could a person put in an automat? How about a cookie-mat? A poem-mat? An aromamat?

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