I broke my own record for getting lost this weekend. I don't understand why people enjoy getting lost, have they never seen an episode of The X-Files?"Oh look, glowing lights and blood beasts, you'd never see that on a map."
Speaking of which, $5 bucks for the tour map this year. I downloaded the free version which may explain a lot.
I'm talking about the route map for Fermentation Fest's Farm/Art DTour, my favorite fest held in one of my favorite parts of the state.
Despite dreary weather and torturous mosquitoes befitting of a Klingon Rite of Ascension, I stumbled on infectious music, creative conceptions and a lot of mud.
Yid Vicious plays Yiddish Dance Music on The Last Supper
|I would stay away from the punch Yid Vs|
|I was already lost about what, eight miles from the starting point?|
And then it started to rain. Which really sucked because I had to go to the bathroom. But it looked pretty.
|Wrong turn number two was fairly scenic|
|The rain and this sign did not help. The sun came out for a few seconds, hurrah.|
The cows were staring.
|From The Gallery of Stitches II Farm Form. This cow looks grumpy, but the quilt pattern is radiant|
|The little guy gave mum a sloppy calf kiss just before I got the shot. Don't you wish your eyes were cameras?|
More from the Gallery of Stitches.
|Getting looks from the sheep|
Please be little bathrooms, please be little bathrooms.
|Little pink houses for you and me, Gambrel Farm by Michael Kautzer|
Enough for part one already ("Part one? Oh. Mah. Gawd.") it's already Monday so bring on the tunes. Sorry you're singing John Mellencamp now, but remember the title. I know it seems like a long time since you've read it.