I want to have a carriage on a Murphin Ridge morning when we, and the local Amish who live here, are out in search of bargains. We’ll stop by Raber’s Shoe and Saddle later, but first we go to Miller’s.
Miller’s is a mega-store for the locals and tourists. The wood-working shop located in a large barn warehouse is stocked with adirondack chairs, wooden gliders, simple dining room sets, fancy polished clocks, wooden toys and bird houses galore. When we entered the store we were immersed in the fresh scent of wood shavings and cedar. I just wanted to soak it in. I did my part to support the local economy and happily loaded the five birdhouses I purchased into our car.
Across the parking lot from the wood working barn is the bakery and gifts building. The tantalizing aroma of kettle corn permeated the air from a stand outside. Inside, shelves are full of pies, cookies and bars, cinnamon rolls, home-made breads and other tempting treats. Women wearing Amish caps and dresses dipped freshly made apple fritters as we watched. I bought the largest and softest soft pretzel I have ever had in my life to share for lunch later.
Miller’s also has a bulk foods, and other items, market where we found some sun screen to use at the poolside in the afternoon. Mr. Miller evidently buys truckloads of extras sight-unseen and resales the bounty to the locals and tourists. I was just glad sunscreen happened to be in one of his truckloads.
You can often tell which homes the Amish live in by how impeccably neat they are, and by their abundant use of potted flowers, hanging baskets and bird houses or feeders. Laundry drying on the line, or a glimpse of a carriage in an open shed removes all doubt.
If I had a horse-drawn carriage, I could tie the horse at the white rail fence while I shopped at Miller’s up high on this ridge.
The birds live happily on Murphin Ridge.
If I had a horse, I would go to Raber’s Shoes and Saddle and buy a harness. You could walk into this shop blindfolded and immediately know you were in a leather-working shop because of the dense scent of leather in the air. Glorious.
If I had a horse and carriage, I could roll along the curved roads at the top of the ridge with the sun on my back and the wind in my hair, listening to the clop, clop, clop of the horse’s hooves as they strike the pavement.
Everybody has babies this time of year on Murphin Ridge.
If I lived on Murphin Ridge, my horses could pasture in the sweet crisp air on a Saturday morning.
But I don’t live on Murphin Ridge, so I stay at the Murphin Ridge Inn where the cabins are comfortable and the food is delicious with garden-fresh greens.
Birds fill the air with their songs in the mornings on Murphin Ridge and place their nests in cozy spots.
An occasional stray cat wanders onto the porch for a free meal the bird-watching, animal-loving innkeepers can’t refuse.
The gardens are ripe with asparagus and blooming flowers that grace the tables at Murphin Ridge Inn.
Of a morning you can sit back, relax, and watch the sun rise across Murphin Ridge.
18 thoughts on “A Murphin Ridge morning in Adams County, Ohio”
Are the Amish cheating? Those stones around the porch shrubbery of the house look Home Depot not Amish.
I don’t really know what the rules are, or maybe they’re just guidelines.
What a lovely description. I want to visit there now.
It is a relaxing place to go.
Lovely. thanks for inviting us on your early morning walk.
Thank you for the tour. Such a lovely place. It reminds me a lot of the Amish areas around here.
I used to band bats at a cave in Adams Co. See any bats?
What exactly is banding bats? I’ve seen bats here at home, but I didn’t see any at Murphin Ridge. Thankfully.
I adore the Amish country. I live 2 1/2 hours from lancaster, PA and I like visiting there. A nice collection of photos–I especially like the cat peeking his head out of the leaves of the tree.
Beautiful photos! Thanks for giving me a mini vacation! I love the horse photos.
Lovely pictures! It looks very tranquil.
Wonderful picture book, Christine!
Sarasota is home to a large gathering of Amish . . . who sell the BEST chocolate chip cookies I’ve ever tasted . . . at Yoder’s Farm Market.
What Beautiful Pictures.
Your blog is one of my weekly faves, every time I come here. I feel renewed. You have such a gift as a writer. I adore the bird shots, you’re a great photographer.
thanks for sharing your lovely photos and story. I want to visit there and sit in one of those chairs 🙂
My wife is a desendent of some Murphins that livec in Adams County in the 1800s. Do you know any history of Murphin Ridge and who built the big house? Thank you. Steve and Carla Evans firstname.lastname@example.org
I don’t. But I imagine you could contact them through their website and find out.