I visited Mom and Dad this week while picking up inventory from a nearby vendor. Dad and I went for a drive and wound up having lunch in Eugene, IN at the Covered Bridge Cafe, its namesake right out the windows. The cafe is of those quaint local places with a hearty meal, friendly staff and lots of "regulars." Heck, the guy who sat down next to us was served his drink and meal without the waitress ever asking him what he wanted.
Built in 1873
Closed to auto traffic in 1974.
On our visit it was occupied by a pair of Carolina wrens on bug patrol.
A bit of moss on an old wooden wagon near the entrance to the restaurant. Maybe just me, but I think the colors and textures are interesting.
From the parking lot we were admiring these big draft horses next door when the owner came out and poured feed on the wagon-turned-feedtrough. It was then we realized there was no fence. I guess you can do that in extremely small towns?
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