When in New York, I can always find fun things to do. Creek hiking with relatives and friends in Zoar Valley, for instance. It was a great afternoon, beautiful, and I got exercise.
Running into friends and family at Alumni Night.
And the all important Corn Festival and Parade!
The problem is… when I’m in Florida, I can’t do anything outside until the weather cools off. Which is about six months out of the year. And for whatever reason, I’ve never had a group of friends to go and do things with. My friends are either busily married, or younger than me with busy family lives. And I don’t really have a “let’s go camping, hang out at the Strawberry Festival (Florida has its own produce festival, thank you very much), or go to the Symphony” kinda friend. I have lovely, wonderful friends here, but we’re all about the girls’ night out for dinner.
I realized this during the summer when I was up north. Every few days there was some sort of outdoor adventure of some type. Even going for impromptu walks is something I don’t seem to do here.
As I always tell my son, “It’s all about attitude”. Maybe when the weather cools a little, I’m going to have to step out and start inviting people to picnics, camping trips, and hikes. Perhaps they have just been waiting for me to ask. And I am definitely going to the symphony at least once this winter. And then there’s the Strawberry Festival next spring…
Today is a gorgeous Sunday! I’ve been to church and shortly I’ll be headed out to the Corn Festival Parade, the culminating event to this non-stop weekend of corn, carnival, crafts, and cars.
However, I thought I’d leave you with this great quiz I found on another blog, http://www.braingle.com. Read the quote and see if you can tell whether it is a work of Scripture or Shakespeare! I got a D- myself, but don’t get too confident. It’s a tough quiz! While there, enjoy the rest of the site.
Have a fun and relaxing Sunday!
One of the things I love most about my home town is that it’s so… well… small town! I have run into more people I know in the past three weeks than I normally do in months in my adopted hometown in Florida. And that’s saying something, since I’ve taught over four hundred children in the fifteen years since I moved there.
One of the uniquely awesome features of MY home town is “The Corn Festival”. It is in quotes because it THE event of the year here, drawing people from all over Erie County and even out from Buffalo. Corn is King here, not only because it’s yummy, but because it is big agricultural business here.
Forty-seven years of celebrating the glory of growing corn!
This evening my daughter and I went to enjoy the festivities. We met up with my aunt and uncle, my cousin, my childhood next door neighbor, and ten or so of my in-laws. We held a mini-reunion next to a food tent. Four generations of my daughter’s family all hugging and catching up – the best of what small town life is about. At least six of the group are living or have been living in other states, yet we are constantly drawn back, the pull of our upbringing and the closeness of family and home undeniable.
Riding a hobby horse on a carousel – priceless!
I wasn’t much older than my grandnephew (the cutie in the photo above) when the Corn Festival debuted in my hometown. I hope I will be taking pictures of tiny little family members here for years to come!
* The top photo is courtesy of www.edencornfest.com