Vic heads up to Peterborough to see the countryside, I take him to the Straw Bear Festival. What a lucky find.
We look at stars with old friends and new.
Twenty-one or twenty-two years since my last visit, we return with our Westy ready to be one with old (and new) hippies.
The Dîner en Blanc is the closest I’ve ever come to being in a flash mob. But forget dance routines or looting, this was a civilized affair creating an impromptu fancy picnic at the tip of Gasworks Park. Ooo la la!
Small rodeos are the best and we were lucky to see the fellows at work at the Grant County Spring Fair.
Guarding seven volumes of McBean history bound in red, Miss McBean told Pam, “Well, if you want to find your family history, maybe you should try the Mormons.”