There is something about that long hot Saturday "festival-ing" that I find just exhausting. Usually by Sunday I am toast and don't want to have anything to do with it until the next year.
This year I simply ignored it until Sunday. Molly spent the day with friends on Saturday, Jake, Shea and I just hung around here at home relaxing. It was good.
Molly wanted to get a henna tattoo so we went early afternoon Sunday. By that time it wasn't as crowded, everything was winding down and I was cranked and ready to go.
It was a fun thing to do. A nice lady squeezed out henna goo from a tiny, tiny pa
We moseyed around, visited with folks we knew, Molly got shaved ice and then I saw them. I thought it was just a bunch of sun hats at first.
There is so much CRAP at these fairs, it is mostly just a bunch of imports pa
She was looking through a catalog with many, many different kinds of ribbons. Her hats were...well...irresistible and I some how tried to justify this early b-day gift for miss Molly. We spent a long time visiting and trying to find the perfect one; I think we found it.
It was good, in fact the best festival so far.
2 comments:
Not over the top at all. Quality handcrafts are indeed hard to come by...but I think they are coming back. Beautiful hat! (nice tatoos too)
Hey, I bought one too! I told her she was one of the best booths there. I hope she did well. I love your advice about going Sunday. We went Saturday and I spent most of Sunday recovering in bed. Bad chest cough, gooey gunk in lungs sort of crap. I blame it on the dust and off Island germs :)
xoxo,
jan
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