When I think of a Harvest Festival I vision corn, pumpkins, gourds, pies, etc., etc. The word harvest conjours up images of changing leaves, freshly plowed fields and happy people.
The festival Tanya and I visited yesterday was far far away from my visions! There were packaged dip mixes, a lot of candies, and even some delicious fresh bread. This was a bazzar place to be sure...
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| The festivals tallest clown in a fuzzy picture with Tanya ... |
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| These two characters were just plain odd. Yes, he is wearing a woman's night gown and plays a banjo. She follows behind him playing her wash board. Tanya wasn't real sure she wanted to stand with them, they might have recruited her into their band!! |
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| I'm hanging out with the shortest deerboy I've ever met. |
We were able to find a few treasures. We each bought a unique piece of jewelry, I purchased some of the fresh bread for my husband Joe, a Christmas music CD of Dulcimer, recorder and guitar - LOVE it. So now I can admire my bracelet while eating bread and listening to Christmas tunes ... live is so good ....
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