I don’t think I live in an unusual place. But then something happens to remind me that I do. Walking out to get the mail, I walk by our pumpkin-headed scarecrow, our usual fall decoration.
And I see that someone has hung a very large rosary around his arm.
I am 99% sure this was not an addition from someone on the farm. A number of people walk back here on the gravel road, reach this turn and see the houses and turn around, realizing it’s basically a private drive.
This, though, is a first!
So Stearns County! Maybe a passer by prays the rosary as they walk, like my mom would say the rosary while she used her exercise bike…alternating among her 12 kids. Love it!
Being Catholic myself, I can think of worse things to see ! ha ha