Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Hey Mr. Sheep, how 'bout some hay?
Kevin used to love the fall fair. Loggers competing against each other with their axes in Logger Sports, all those animals, sticky cotton candy and giant farm machines to climb on. It was paradise to a little boy, that's for sure. We used to live in a community that had a huge Fall Fair every year, and we literally would wait all year to go. Unfortunately, we had to move.
Our new town's fair doesn't even remotely compare and sadly, it's one of the main things that I miss from our old community.
Fall is easily my favorite time of year. The days are still warm, trees are heavy with fruit, and leaves are turning a rainbow of colors. The allergies that cause me so much grief in the spring subside in the fall so instead of admiring nature's beauty from afar, I get to go right up close. To welcome fall, Kevin and I would go to the Fall Fair in the beginning of September, and then the pumpkin patch on Thanksgiving. When you move sometimes old traditions have to be abandoned because you just can't do them anymore, and lately we're both feeling at loose ends. What can we do instead?
Do you have fall traditions? What are they? I'd love to hear about them! Maybe you'll give me some great ideas.