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Monday, October 09, 2006

please feed the anachronisms, ok?

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Originally uploaded by toadmaster.

It was cold this weekend. Nice and cold. Cold and nice. We did a number of things that aren't really worth mentioning to the world at large, or even people who matter, but we did, indeed, do 'things' that were fun. We also did other things as well. Like clean the basement, do the shopping, become overwhelmed at the Goodwill store's annual costume brawl (sale) and general free for all mosh.

The place was crowded with things. Goodwill is like a never ending garage sale where you have to pick and choose through the bizarre in order to find (as you sneeze from the several air-bourne allergens stirred up by this very act) the treasures. We found a few. They were washed, sanitized, and otherwise cleaned, and are now a part of our lives, as they once were a part of someone else's lives.

We often frequent Green Bluff during this time of year. Ok, I'll be honest, we frequent Green Bluff during almost every festival that they have. Strawberries, Cherries, Peaches, and finally, Apples. We even go up in December for a Christmas Tree and a quick photo-op with the local red suited and white bearded Saint.

This time, we went and there was a number of additional festivities at Walters Fruit Ranch (the farm that we frequent most often), including a corn cannon, pig races, a giant dried pea 'sand' box (dried peas instead of sand, you see), a hay maze, pony rides, and etc.... The first year we went to this festival, it was tiny. In the three years we've been patronizing this place, it has grown out of control. It's good for the farm, I suppose. This is their biggest time of the year, and the kids really dig the extra stuff during this time of year.

The batteries in the camera died after just a few pictures though...so there won't be much of a record of yesterday's events, sorry. I just plain forgot to charge it up. I'll post them when I get around to it....

And now it's Monday. Monday morning. Monday morning and the world is, again, thinking about nuclear war. I wish it was yesterday all over again. Don't you?

: toadman : at Monday, October 09, 2006 |