Heritage Days was the first Rogersville event we attended, even before we moved here. They close off the downtown streets, vendors set up tents, musicians play non-stop, food trailers crank out the BBQ, fried Twinkies, curly fries, fried okra, and fried pickles (see a trend here)? The smells waft, the people smile. The library holds a massive book sale, the farmers bring their apples and alpacas, kids buy dangerous, hand-made toys, demonstrators show off historic crafts.
And this year, to top it off, Presidential candidate Herman Cain is coming for a stump-speech.
I can't wait. I love it all. Small town festival at its finest.
This year, Sunny Side Yarns will be demonstrating knitting and crocheting on the square, our shop will be open late Friday night through all-day Sunday, and we're cranking out shawls, hats, scarves--anything we can think of to bring in the business and make that register ring.
Now all we have to do is be ready to rock!
Showing posts with label Oct2011. Show all posts
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Monday, October 10, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Autumn Arrives
My summer is gone. The new furnace is cranking out heat instead of A/C, with no break in between. (but it's really quiet, compared to the old one!) The crock pot is plugged in, I'm wearing a bathrobe and slippers, and thinking about chili, stew and soup. Leaves are clogging the gutters and cluttering the deck. The dog is scratching with seasonal allergies.
My nice clean basement is full of stuff again. My house is a mess of unpacked bags, laundry and dishes. Back to normal, in other words.
I wait for the weather to cool off so I can "do" things, and when it happens, I sit curled up on the couch watching "Chopped" reruns or take naps cuddled under a fuzzy blanket.
My nice clean basement is full of stuff again. My house is a mess of unpacked bags, laundry and dishes. Back to normal, in other words.
I wait for the weather to cool off so I can "do" things, and when it happens, I sit curled up on the couch watching "Chopped" reruns or take naps cuddled under a fuzzy blanket.
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