Those who travel our roads by horse and buggy see a world many motorists miss. “Stopping to smell the roses” becomes a reality when walking a horse up a hill; there is plenty of time to admire the roadside wildflowers or spot a deer grazing in the woods. When you travel by buggy, the destination matters, but the journey itself becomes the recreation.

I live in Holmes County, Ohio, with my wife, Esther. WWheen our children moved away, we found the opportunity to do some traveling of our own. Although we don’t drive a horse and buggy ourselves, we frequently take what we call “buggy breaks” across the state. We seek out gravel roads and drive slowly, never taking the beautiful scenery for granted. Spotting a bobcat or mink. or a Yellow Cuckoo is always a delight, and in the springtime, we love seeing farmers in the fields with their powerful workhorses. We are always happy to slow down and give a wagon-pulling team the space they need to crest a hill.

For us, a “Buggy Break” isn’t just about the open road; it’s about pausing to enjoy life’s simple pleasures. It might mean restoring a vintage Schwinn bicycle, caning an old chair, organizing a classic office, or sitting on the sun porch to watch the orioles “sip tea” at their sugar-water feeder. I also find great joy in photography and writing.

Welcome to Buggy Breaks—a place to kick off your shoes and learn to relax with us. Together, we look forward to that ultimate break when we will rest with our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.