Every year a friend of the family holds a Fall Festival on their farm – open to anyone.
People bring, chili, stew, chowders and cornbread. The barn wall is lined on one side with crock-pots, dutch ovens and large silver pots.
I look forward to the yummy food!
We also look forward to the huge tug-o-war challenge.
Usually Dan anchors the winning side. But out of four matches, including trading sides…it was a draw.
There was horseback rides, hayrides, live music and touch football….and of course a bonfire!
And my advice for a good laugh? Watching sack races…
I always get car sick driving out to the farm, but it’s totally worth it!
The food, friends and crisp fall air makes me feel alright.
It was pretty cold this year! Good thing I crocheted a new headband the night before.
Our son is 18 months this month
This was the second time we attended the Fall Festival since we moved here.
Last year, our son was six months!
somethings are forever…like wrinkled forheads
I’m a lucky girl.
Only time will tell.