Rabu, 09 Juni 2010


Annie-Jean has gone to her new home as of this past Saturday. She was received by her new human and new doggie roommate without any glitches! YaHOO!

There are scraps of paper in this house and on them are blog topics. The scraps get gathered up to make a pile. Then they get scattered again. Stuff loses relevance. So much of it has to be posted in a timely fashion.

Here it goes - 10 days later...a review of a small town festival, in photos mostly.

The day was hot, sunny, and just right for a festival on an historic site. Called the Strawberry Festival, probably because the berries were ripe, the only ones I saw were in two dishes with sponge cake. The berries, cake AND whipped cream were being devoured by two skinny, cute teenage girls. Life is not fair. What do THEY know about good strawberry shortcake? They are not included in this portfolio.

But the hot dog I ate is! Thanks to the Boy Scouts for saving the day on that one - all beef hot dogs - yummy. Check this out.

Historical sites are incomplete unless they have Old Glory flowing in the breeze
and our flag was in evidence across the front of the grand entrance to the home.
How neat! Beneath the flag the front porch chairs, rockers, and stairs were occupied by folks listening to a rural 4 part harmony group, performing familiar fun tunes, gospels, and a little C & W.

People displayed their senses of humor in many arenas. One of our favorites was where the antique trucks were lined up. In among the rest was this darling little VW bug (with a paint job that did it no justice, darn). There were all the big guys, hoods popped, horsepower on display, and smack dab in the midst was this bug, hood popped - but as we all know, it's the trunk. Got more than a chuckle. Ain't it cute?
And, speaking of cute, does anyone remember the little instrument that sounds like a frog ribbiting? This young girl was doing her darn-dest to get the rhythm down while trying to figure out "How does it do that?" Ah, sweet youth and all the innocence it holds
We saw a machine that makes socks - and great looking socks they were too! The wool yarn was prepared on site and spun into yarn and then somehow magically turned into socks with the ladies' talents and these handy-dandy machines. We saw several men in a barn beating the heck out of hot iron. Here's how that looks too. And, finally, there were the log cutters. Oy! What a job that had to be when it mattered as to how many, how fast, and how accurate...the good ole days included a lot of hard work.
Let's be glad they laid the foundation for our country - we should all pick up our "tools" and get to work, continuing in the traditions.
Oh, yeah, and here is the best tradition of them all - a good chair (or three), comfy overalls, a view, and your best friend...nothin' more to say, except Paws to Love.

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