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The Gargoyles of Notre Dame. Paris.
“The main house on the estate was a 32-room mansion, and Wright had three artificial lakes constructed, the 9,000+ acres lavishly landscaped and reeking of wealth and means. Perhaps the most famous addition to the palatial properties was the underground conservatory/smoking room with aquarium windows, an epic statue seemingly rising out of the manufactured lake on the underwater dome that gave the glorious below-ground room a ballroom-like appearance.” Read more: Witley Wonder Underwater Ballroom | Atlas Obscura.
Time to show you some more photos of the cemeteries we explored on our honeymoon. There photos were taken at Pere Lachaise, the very famous burying ground in Paris. It is where such famous people as Jim Morrison, Chopin, and Oscar Wilde. It is also a beautiful place to wander around.
Have you been to a famous gravesite? Where was it?
I always visit an old cemetery when I can. There is something so comfortable about them. It’s quiet and peaceful, sometimes with lovely paths or discoveries to make. It’s not a macabre thing for me; I truly enjoy thinking about the people and the history that is there.
When on our honeymoon last summer I went to no fewer than 5 cemeteries. Here are some photos of a few of them. In Edinburgh they had a tradition of listing the person’s occupation, which I thought was great.
I will post more from other cities during my 31 Days of Halloween posts.
Do you like to visit cemeteries? Or do you find them frightening?
“Ahead of me the Beacons’ bald, grey-brown flanks were furrowed like elephant skin in ashes-of-roses light. It soon became chilly but the ground held onto its warmth, so that the hills began to smoke with eddying bands of mist. That dusk was unspeakably beautiful and not a little illicit. It seemed, for a millisecond, as if I were witnessing the earth drop its guard and exhale its love for the sky, for the pungent cattle, the rabbits whose bones lay underfoot, and for me, too.”
The last day of any trip is always bittersweet. The dread of the long car ride, the return to work, leaving family yet again. But there is the promise of sleeping in your own bed, reuniting with the dog and seeing if you got anything good in the mail.
Our last day in Illinois was spent almost entirely at the fairgrounds.
First were several running races, including one in memory to my grandfather.
And in between the posts were novelty races, like Shetland ponies and mules.
Saturday was also the Cumberland Derby, part of the National Road Triple Crown. It is one of the few county fair derbies still in existence. This year, people we asked to wear derby hats. Ribbons and prizes were given to the best.
The races ended late afternoon. We went up to Cameo Vineyards for a bit before returning to the fairgrounds for the Demolition Derby.
The “opener” was the barnyard scramble where people and goats are put in a pen and let loose. If you can grab a piece of tape off the goat’s back, you win!
Even the Fair Queen joined in!
As the sunset, it was time to bring on the cars for smashing up.
As a “bonus”, there was a combine derby. It looked like a couple of rural Transformers going at it.
So after about 3 hours of inhaling fumes and withstanding deafening noise, a new Cumberland County Demo Derby champion was crowned.
It was so hard going to bed that night, knowing that we had to get up in the wee hours and hit the road. It was a wonderful week (as always) in rural Illinois.
Until next time!
After lunch and taking in a few harness races at the fair, we drove up to Tuscola to see a new store called Vintage Karma. Ainslie and Laura, the owners, were so welcoming and friendly. They have a great thing going there on Sale Street.
The shop features work by several artists and includes jewelry, textiles, paintings, and sculpture. The one thing each piece has in common is that it (re)uses something from the past. The result is an eclectic selection of items.
They also carry a great selection of vintage sodas!
The shop also hosts weekly craft nights were anyone can come in to work on projects with fellow artists. And though I am not “inked” myself, I couldn’t help but be impressed by the work being done by Ainslie in her upstairs tattoo parlor. I left with a few lovely items myself, and I think, some new friends. It’s so great to know that places like this exist.
We took a turn around downtown Tuscola and went in to the Candy Kitchen, which has been there since 1901.
On the drive back to Cumberland County, we took a detour through Arcola to see the Walldogs murals.
We then headed back to the fairgrounds for the truck and tractor pull — and to take more photos of the rides.
I love how surreal these rides look by night…
Today was blissfully uneventful, really. We drove my cousin to Effingham to pick up his truck from an oil change, and after a lunch at Steak n’ Shake, we headed back to the farm. I spent a good amount of time in a chair reading.
PG Wodehouse is always a favorite and I’m so glad I grabbed this one from the library before I left (thanks, Live Oak Public Libraries!).
We decided to eat dinner at the fair and I opted for Taco In A Bag. Then we skeptically took our seats for the evening concert. The line up had 4 acts: Madison Bolin (19 and from a few miles away), Mia Bergmann (14 and from NJ), Jo Caine and headliner Colt Ford. Ironically the local girl was the best — she could sing even if she wasn’t polished. Mia sang pretty well but the machine has gotten ahold of her — and her sound guy was dreadful. After that it became some weird hybrid of very loud, muddy country rap.
I had quickly “had enough” and went to take photos of the fair rides in action.
Today at the track was harness racing. Between the actual trotting races were speciality races, like kids on stick horses.
After harness racing we stopped by the Cameo Winery to test some of the new varieties, we visited with a cousin. She gave me a fresh haircut. We then all met up at Pank’s Pizza, a local establishment, for dinner before heading back to the fairgrounds for the rodeo.
Although there were a few bulls and horses, most of the rodeo turned out to be filler. A mildly funny clown told lame jokes and too much time was spent on audience games. I wish there had been more actual rodeo.
After coming home, we played card games until the wee hours.
Today we enjoyed lunch at The Fillin’ Station in Toledo. The town has an historic square with a courthouse, post office, newspaper and small businesses. It reminds me of To Kill A Mockingbird and Back To The Future.
After lunch, they had finished judging at the halls so we stopped in to see who won the various ribbons.
My mom’s painting won a blue ribbon!
Then we cooked out at Ross’s and had a wonderful dinner on the back deck. Uncle Bobby, picture below, told some amusing stories.
This morning we went down to Grandad’s shed and poked around. That shed houses more bits and pieces than one would think possible.
We stopped by to see some old family friends before heading to the fairgrounds for the thoroughbred racing.
In the evening was the 2012 Cumberland County Fair Queen and the Little Miss Pageant. Full of awkward pauses, silly speeches and more than one dance routine that was entirely too long, it was exactly what you expect from a county pageant.
Yesterday was spent in the car, driving nearly 800 miles from Savannah, GA to Greenup, IL. This morning I awoke early to the sound of … nothing. I suppose if I had listened carefully I could have identified small songbirds or a few crickets. My cousin cooked us all a delicious hearty breakfast, then I began reading a new book on his deck.
A bit before noon we headed down to the fairgrounds to watch the 4H Horse and Pony Show. Kids of various ages bring their equine to be judged on health and obedience as well as ridership.
We then went to the Fair Secretary’s Office and submitted our various entries for the Art and Ag Halls. I entered 11 photographs, but my cousin Rachael must have had 50! We grabbed some delicious lunch from the Smoke Shack then settled in for the trail portion of the event. The kids have to get their horses to go backwards around barrels, on wooden platforms and over timbers.
On the way home from the fair, we stopped to check in on a friend who is taking apart an old barn. This barn has stood across the road from my aunt and uncle’s house for as long as I can remember, and before that. It’s very strange to see a memory being dismantled.
We enjoyed a lovely sunset before grilling out then playing dominoes under the stars.
I have ADORED Boris Akunin for years. I mean, at least 10 years; maybe more. I was heart-broken when American publishers stopped “importing” him. Last summer, I went to London and stopped in at Daunt Books in Chelsea. I bought every Akunin / Fandorin book they had. When I explained to the wonderful staff that I couldn’t get them in America they were stunned. i wish 3000 miles did not separate me and that lovely shop.
Hopefully this profile in The New Yorker will help bring Akunin, and Fandorin, back to America.
July 27, 2012
Boris Akunin: Russia’s Dissident Detective Novelist
Posted by Sally McGrane
Grigory Chkhartishvili has his best ideas in the morning. When he first wakes up, the fifty-six-year-old writer—who, under the pseudonym Boris Akunin, is one of Russia’s most widely read contemporary authors—might think of a new predicament in which to ensnare his popular hero, Erast Fandorin, the dashing nineteenth-century detective who can see into people’s souls and always wins at games of chance. …
From the New York World’s Fair in 1939. Here is a link to some more about Goodrich and the fair.
A group dedicated to saving one of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s homes. Lend your support.
Getting a little teary… I miss Fenway!
|An incredibly large plant fossil|
|Dozens of pepper plants, or various capsasin content|
|These “lily pads” were at least 4 feet across.|
|The “desert” hothouse|
|A view from outside|
|Yay! I found him. One of the plants he “hunted” and names.|
We took a breather and enjoyed some cider at Jekyll & Hyde. Writer Robert Louis Stevenson is another of Edinburgh’s famous sons.
We enjoyed a delicious dinner at Wedgewood’s, then took a different route back to our B&B past Greyfriars Kirkyard, home of the famous Greyfriars Bobby.
|Grammarian! My hero!|
It seems a bit redundant to compare a theatre to an asylum, but there you have it.
|The view of Old Calton Hill.
The castle isn’t what you might think of. It’s a group of several buildings, from different eras, behind heavy fortifications. And it’s actually still an official posting.
|The One O’Clock Gun is shot everyday so the ships in the harbor can synchronize their clocks.|
|Napoleon’s flag, captured at Waterloo|
The castle hill often served as a dungeon or prison over the years. The prisoners not only left interesting graffiti, they also created very artistic objects.
|A forger’s tools|
|Special dog cemetery|
|St. Margaret’s chapel dates back to the 1200s|
|The Great Hall
After the Castle, and a quick photo with the musket guys, we walked down High Street to find some lunch. We ended up at a great little place called Canonsgate. And we made reservations for dinner at Wedgewood.
Walking down High Street
The lovely Wedgewood’s restaurant. I highly recommend the Chicken Caesar Salad Soup. Yes, you read that right.
More on the second day coming up next!
Our room wasn’t ready yet, but we dropped off our bags and did a little exploring.
Jet lag was quickly catching up. So we stopped in for some tea to wait for the room to be ready. We found a lovely little cafe called Vincent’s.
|A very cool little antique shop|
|Our “neighbor”. He was a glazier.|
|A view of the castle from Princes Street|
|The Sir Walter Scott Memorial on Princes Street|
|A pub called Guilford Arms|
|The Balmoral Hotel|
|North Princes Street|
|An arch built for Prince Leopold.|
|Philosopher David Hume, one of Edinburgh’s favorite sons.|
|There was a statue of Abraham Lincoln…?|
|Isabella is most likely a relation.|
|This memorial to Lord Nelson also has a ball on top that drops at 1pm everyday, in conjunction with the one o’clock gun . This was so the ships in the harbor could synchronize their clocks.|
|A view of Edinburgh castle from Princes Street|
|The Surgeon’s Hall Museum… more on that later|
|Menilmontant is a wonderful silent film.|
|Tree next to Jim Morrison’s grave|
|Good thing there was a fence around this one…|
I was hoping for the neighborhood, artist’s colony feel but unfortunately it was simply overrun by tourists and more guys selling awful trinkets.
|The famous steps of Montmartre. Of course, Brassai’s is better than mine.|
|The railing along the Metro stairs|
|Palais de Justice|
|One of the famous Rose Windows, taken down during the war and reinstalled.|
|A view of the buttresses|
We climbed over 400 stairs, up a small, winding, stone staircase, to a narrow walkway to view the famous gargoyles. Each one was a little different, which was very cool.
|I cannot tell you how excited I was to see this guy.|
|Views from the upper roof|
After we finished at the Eiffel Tower, we walked along Le Seine, on the way to Musee D’Orsay. The skies threatened to unleash, but no rain ever actually came down.
|The Grand Palais|
|The Grand Palais left, Pont Alexandre III middle, Petit Palais right|
|The Grand Palais, from across the river|
|The view from Pont Alexandre III|
|The Grand Palais|
|Pont Alexandre III|
|Pont Alexandre III|
|Pont Alexandre III|
|The Louvre, from across the river|
|Yep, we’re going even higher.|
|Apparently, pickpockets are red in France. Very convenient.|
|Oh yeah. By the way, it’s brown. Had no idea.|
|A very expensive restaurant in the tower|
|As I took this one, I got a few weird looks… and some copycats.|
|Walking down Le Seine|
|Subway tiles at the Baker Street station|
|In front of the museum|
The museum is set up as though it were Sherlock and Watson’s home. They each have a bedroom, as does Mrs. Hudson, plus their very famous study. The upper floors are devoted to the stories themselves and to various fan items. It’s really great fun and quite “hands-on.”
|On the keeping of bees|
|What Sherlock would have taken with him just before Reichenbach Falls.|
|Evidence of his shooting skills|
|Mrs. Hudson sets a lovely table|
|In the study|
|Watson’s service revolver and his license to carry|
|Mrs. Hudson’s room|
|Prof. James Moriarty|
|A letter to Sherlock from a child|
Being that we were already near Regents Park, we went up to the zoo, which was a little disappointing, actually.
|Underground station tile|
|Quite an old garden, as you see|
|And lots of lavender for me to inhale…|
|A building along the way|
|So much deliciousness|
|Can one monger iron?|
Then off to bed…
|Princess Margaret’s wedding tiara|
|Dress worn by Princess Diana at the Bolshoi|
|“I have a secret crush on Prof. Snape!”|
|“I want to steal the crown jewels and wear all of them.”|
|“I sometimes wish I was an Arsenal fan.”|
|The Orangery in the background.|
Since we were in the neighborhood, and were already pretending to be royalty, we stopped by Harrod’s. Just to say hi.
After that, a stop at Wellington’s Arch, the Tate Britain and the Chelsea Physic Garden… stay tuned!
|The White Tower|
|A very friendly Yeoman, despite his dour look|
|One of the Ravens of the Tower of London. As long as there are ravens, the empire will stand.|
London can be frightfully overwhelming. It is far more spread out than I had imagined. Which meant there was little wandering from one place to another — which I like to do. Luckily the Tube is extremely well run, clean and easy to use. It made getting around bearable. I still wish I could have been able to explore a bit more. But, it’s just what London is.
In order to sort of help us realize that yes, we really are in London, we went to Westminster Abbey and Big Ben. Photography is not allowed inside the Abbey, but I took a few of the facade.
Just around the corner is the Parliament building and Big Ben. It chimed while we were there!
|A German enigma machine|
|Color-coded pins for the maps|
Then up to Covent Garden to the London Transport Museum. A very fun museum that shows the various modes of public transport in the history of the city. Lots of train cars and omnibuses you can get on and pretend to be traveling in the good old days.
We had about five days in London, knowing there were several things we wanted to do. The first afternoon we arrived, we walked Regent’s Street, saw Trafalgar Square and enjoyed numerous artworks at the National Gallery, then traipsed down to Buckingham Palace.
|The station nearest our hotel|
|The BBC world headquarters|
|Looking down Regent’s Street|
|Trafalgar from the window of the National Gallery|
|The lovely Trafalgar lions|
|The Queen is quite safe.|
Weary from the travels, we called it an early night.
|A Jane Austen museum. Jane lived in Bath for about 5 years.|
|A very cool shop called “Found”.|
|At William Herschel’s home. His telescope lens-grinder. He discovered Uranus, the infrared light spectrum and numerous comets. His sister Caroline discovered many celestial bodies as well.|
|The Bath Postal Museum is fantastic! So much fun here.|
|Old Pultney Bridge. Shops line either side of the bridge (the only other one in the world is the Ponte Vecchio in Florence).|
|Parade grounds, at the Avon River’s edge.|
|An original lead pipe, laid by the Romans.|
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The Gargoyles of Notre Dame. Paris.
|Behold the magic bunny in the center…|
And heading to Bath…
Please excuse the weird reflections and sometimes grainy images. These were taken from a train window. From July 25.
|Somewhere around Dunbar and Berwick-On-Tweed|
|The North Sea|
|A bit of castle ruin on the seaside|
|The National Gallery of Scotland|
The National Gallery is free and open to the public. They house several noted works of art including some by Van Gogh, Picasso, Cezanne, Gainsborough, Rembrandt, and Monet – as well as numerous national works like the Reverend Walker by Raeburn.
|A pot of tea at Jenner’s, overlooking the gardens|
|A view of the castle from below at Grassmarket Square|
|Stumbled upon (quite literally) the grave of Adam Smith, noted economist|
|View of West Bow from above, near High Street|
|A quick interesting milliner’s shop in Grassmarket.|
Sorry – it has been so hard to find time to post! A few more pictures. More images, and stories to come, I promise!
|Entrance to Edinburgh Castle|
|No relation, but a cool sign nonetheless|
|Palm House, Royal Botanical Gardens|
|Statue in honor of Greyfriars’ Bobby|
|Author of “Horology”|
|Gravestone in Calton Hill Cemetery|
|View of the Forth of Firth|
|View from Old Calton Hill to the northeast. The thing that looks like a firepit just right of center was part of Robert the Bruce’s castle.|
|View from Calton Hill towards the city center, to the south.|
Still battling some jet lag and getting used to the fact that it is still like at 10:30pm. Here are just a few photos from today. Many more to come!
If you follow any of my other blogs, you probably already know that I visit my relatives in (very) rural Illinois just about every year. One of my favorite things to do there is sift thorough the random bits of paper in antique stores, or even in one of my grandparent’s houses. No one throws ANYTHING away there. Here are a few of my treasured finds.
|Might have been a slightly intimidating ride in his car|
|Beautiful Art Deco design|
Fair entires were judged today! But first we enjoyed an afternoon of harness racing. This man won King for a Day:
A swing around the halls to see some of the other entries and the ribbons.
|Elementary school artwork|
|Some winning photographs|
|A flipflop quilt|
|Winning green tomatoes|
|Collection of ephemera from the Illinois State Fair
On Sunday, we dropped off our entries for the fair and then went to lovely party hosted by Cyndi, Jim, my mom and Gail. Then Monday, we drove up to Lake Mattoon for a few hours to see Josh’s family cabin. We got a nice ride on their pontoon boat too. Beautiful lake.
It is almost time for me to escape the sweltering Southern sun for a summer with lightning bugs, a sky brimming with stars, and gardens full of deliciousness. Every year we go up to visit relatives in time to enjoy the annual county fair — on the same fairgrounds since 1888.
In honor of the impending trip, here are some of my favorite photos over the years.
|Candy Kitchen, Greenup, IL|
|4H fowl judging|
|Will Rogers Theater in Charleston, Illinois|
|Yoyo ride, Cumberland County Fair|
If you want to see more from our trips to Illinois, check out A Week In Rural Illinois.
|Old “billboard” for antimigraine medicine|
|The main floor still has original marble aisle and wooden floors. Light fixtures are electric but made to look like gas lamps.|
|Upstairs hall lamp|
|Students stripped and sanded years of paint off of this mantlepiece|
|A corner of the planter was left exposed to show the original work|
|Transom windows share light throughout all the rooms|
|Upper hall, before it was entirely finished|
|Preservationist Jim Abraham|
The plantation was at one time a profitable rice farm. The farmyard is now a “working” museum with stables, blacksmith, weaver, and corral. Sheep and peacocks wander the lawns.
|Bud the horse|
A few years ago, my parents lived in Virginia, near Washington DC. Rather than make the drive alone, I took the sleeper car from Savannah to Union Station in DC when I visited for Christmas. I didn’t sleep very well and was up early in the morning. So I snapped a few pictures of the towns we passed through.
I was interesting to see a town center or a crossing from other side. It was like looking in a 2-way mirror. These were the buildings and storefronts that serve (or served) a purpose when train travel (and shipping) was king. Now, many of these are warehouses, or empty. Rusting, dilapidated and nearly forgotten. All captured from the window of a moving train.
On another purely frigid day, we went to the Biltmore. I was taken with it, much more than I expected to be. I’m the one that said, “That’s it? It’s kinda crappy…” when I saw the Cinderella Castle at Disney World.
But as a devotee of Frederick Law Olmstead and historic architecture, I found a great deal to be enjoyed, inside and out. And, I’ll have to go back when it’s not so bitterly cold.
|Inside the greenhouse|
|The head gardener’s name was Chauncey (his name inspired the character in Being There)|
|Note Vanderbilt’s initials on the copper pieces
|The clock. For the STABLE.|
It is sweltering in the south this time of year. I went back through some of my photos of a subzero day spent in New York City. December 23, 2008. Hope it cools you down.
|Portrait of Josephine Baker at the Museum of the City of NY
Fantastic exhibit on Paris / NY of the 1920s and 30s
|Madame X by John Singer Sargeant
At the Met
|From the Egyptian collection at the Met|
|Walking around Central Park|
|Sledding in Central Park|
|At the market in Union Square|
|A Christmas tree in Washington Square Park|
|Chris Thile and Michael Daves at the Living Room, Ludlow Street|
|My favorite, Le Parisen|
|Molly’s — the best place in town.|
The Jepson Center is hosting a fantastic exhibit on the art and artists of Paris in the 1920s and 30s. The field is an infatuation of mine, and became an academic passion when I took an entire semester on the topic in college. I programmed a series of films to coincide with the exhibit but it was only recently that I had the chance to (finally) see the exhibit for myself. It is far reaching and impressive. I was delighted by old favorites and new discoveries alike.
They don’t allow photos inside the exhibit, but here are some images to get you in the mood.
|My attempt at surrealist photography|
No summer afternoon is complete without a stop at Leopold’s Ice Cream. My latest visit included assisting friend Stratton Leopold with repairing the vintage jukebox. Sadly, we were unable to locate the exact problem. But my Dutch Utopia on a sugar cone was amazing!
Today was sadly the last day in Illinois. I stopped to take a picture of my favorite valley between Jewett and Ross’s.
Thursday we got moving rather slowly, for some reason. But we got over to Grandad’s house to take hike through his pasture. He owns about 75 acres (next to the house) and it is beautiful land. Meadows, wildflowers, woods — and the very loud buzzing of happy bees.
We decided to forego the third night of tractor pull. We stopped at the Green’s excellent garden to collect supplies and I made dinner. Rachael drove and I snapped some pictures from the car.
Saturday morning we drove back from Tuscola, and packed in a lot in one day. We stopped by Cameo Vineyards and Winery, right next to the fairgrounds. There have been grapes grown in the area for over 100 years but this particular family started up the business about 15 years ago. They make delicious, very good wine. Their shop is built from reclaimed barn timbers and sits on a hill, with a great porch.
Friday we went over to my grandad’s shed to poke around. He has always has bits of everything around, and it is strangely organized. Like things are together and yet there is a chaos to it.
We then went up to the fair for delicious lunch and some more harness races. Before they started, we visited the horse barns.
Thursday was a bit of a road trip day. We drove north of Greenup about 16 miles to Coles County to visit the Lincoln Log Cabin historical site. The home was built by Lincoln’s parents, but after he had moved away from home. There is reason to believe that Lincoln visited them while they lived there. Now it is a living museum with livestock and gardens and people dressed up who pretend its 1840. They’re not too freaky. But its a really neat place.
Across the street was a beautiful old theatre that had managed to hold on and plays first run movies.
Next, we made a left and went 10 mines to the east to Mattoon and wandered around trying to find the big ice cream cone-shaped ice cream place.
We ate our ice cream in the park across the street and I caught this guy cooling his feet in the fountain. Turns out he had just got off of 12 hours of working on concrete.
But we couldn’t stay out too long. That night at the fair was the Junior Miss Queen Pagaent! The theme was Fairytale Dream and my mom’s cousin did a great job hosting it. I think my favorite part is always the question and answer.
Wednesday morning we went into Hidalgo to hang out at my uncle’s hardware store for a little while. Appropriately enough, it’s called Bob’s Hardware and is the only business in the town of 150. In the back he has a fix-it shop with items left from the previous shop owners and probably date back to the 1940s.
Then we went into Greenup for anther delicious lunch at the Candy Kitchen and a visit to the Historical Society. They have nice exhibits on local history including military uniforms and records, a Victorian parlor, childhood toys, American Indian arrowheads and a restored train depot.
We got a bit of a late start Tuesday morning, which was further delayed by a genius branch of the county DOT. They were oiling the roads (the country version of asphalting which involved pouring a hot layer of oil on the roads and then pouring fine chipped gravel over it). After the late start we headed for Moonshine, Illinois, home of the Moon Burger. It’s about 20 minutes east of where we were staying and has been featured on NPR and CBS. They open at 11am and they turn off the grill at 12:30pm sharp.
We went over to the 4-H barns to view the livestock shows and found a cat show. This consisted of three cats, all of whom lived at home. I think we might bring our own fatty kitty next year…
Then we headed over to the display halls. You can submit art, crafts and things you have grown or baked. They are put on display in the art hall, floral hall and agricultural hall and are judged on Tuesday. Here are a few of the things on display.
After a quick bite to eat we settled in for the tractor pull. The first of three days and it began with the only part we really care for — the old tractors.
As the first day ends, here are a few more images. Look for day two soon.