We took off to go to another festival yesterday on a perfect Autumn day.
I wish Fall would last all year long.
We went to an apple butter festival.
It was cool and gloomy...my favorite weather.
This guy sells jailhouse art. He makes luminaries out of tin cans.
It was held in a quaint Victorian village.
We see all sorts of things on these trips.
The hay had just been harvested.
Rural America speaks.
Republican cows.
What can I say? We were in the part of our country that pronounces fire wood this way. These trips are never boring.
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blessings
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I did wonder what far wood is :-)
I do wonder why they are so blind about all lies Trump says?
Have a great day!
Christer.
Your weather looks anything but perfect for autumn to me. Looks more like our winter days here with foggy drizzle. Our perfect autumn days are golden and warm with the sun skimming the horizon. The smell of the wineries permeate the air, too.
Then on the way home we passed a street corner all decked out in red, white and blue..with words about Hillary Clinton, and older women out shouting at cars driving by... I won't write on here what the sign said.
My heart sank..I am 80 and I've seen a lot of elections and never, ever anything like this. Wasn't there something written by someone many years ago, a prediction about a person who comes
along...Nostradamus wasn't it? Anyway, it's frightening.