This past weekend, The RxWench and her family went to an area harvest festival. It was interesting to say the least...The wenchlets enjoyed picking raspberries, which I made into jam (19 jars of jam, thankyouverymuch) and we picked out our pumpkins. Mr Wench enjoyed a very large Italian sausage-on-bun (biting tongue, many rude comments on the tip of it!!) and I, of course, took pictures. I am going to get oldest wenchlet (and more computer savvy than her mother) help me post some pictures.
I also did a lot of people watching.
My biggest question is: do people seriously think it is a good idea to bring their yappy, little dogs to the festival amongst about 3000-odd people? Really? How about the dude walking a very large-headed pit-bull with one of those poke-him-in-the-neck style choke chains? Strolling about with little children EVERYWHERE. Little children who are the same height as massive-headed, choke-collared, biting machine. At least there would be a LOT of witnesses...
There were also lots of little children being drug by impatient parents. With snotty noses.
And many families, and babies, and smiling faces. There was a nip in the air, and the smell of kettle corn and the clop!clop! of the draft horses pulling the wagonloads of people. I watched my teen/tween girls and fondly remembered years past when I was dragging snotty-nosed wenchlets through the crowds (without a dog, of course). Fall always makes me wistful.
It was a lovely day all in all. And I have 19 jars of raspberry jam to prove it. So there.
Friday, October 10, 2008
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