Well, um, please understand, it's only "mine" in the sense that I've got a few snippets of the show recorded for you. All the actual, hand-crafted merchandise belonged to others, of course, though there happened to be quite a bit of it that I could envision hanging artfully from my shoulders, ears, neck or walls.
(There were plenty of things that just sat, as well. Seeing as how, Dear Reader, I have an over-abundance of things that do a great job of just sitting, I didn't picture [quite as readily] taking those items home with me).
The show--Long's Park Art Festival-- is held every Labor Day weekend, Friday through Sunday. This was the thirty-ninth year! Because we had jet lag to deal with on Friday and rain on Saturday, The Yard Man and I did not get to the park until Sunday, mid-afternoon. The weather was delightful, and the crowd was beginning to thin.
We were lucky! Not only did we get some tasty pork barbeque, baked beans, and cole slaw, but we were gifted with fresh flowers, as well!
"Help yourself to the flowers on the tables, but please leave the vases," was the announcement.
Reader Dear, because the place was quickly becoming deserted of festival-goers, we carried away a handsome armload of the flowers!
Barb encouraged us!*
*She seemed to be in charge. She clearly took delight in presenting us with the flowers and explaining how to propagate the Cockscomb ones.
It was a lovely ending to my Art Festival!**
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(**Viewer Dear, keep in mind you could have yourself an Art Festival, too; I highly recommend it!
[Next Labor Day weekend] Don't miss it!)
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