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21 Oct

Yesterday was our church’s second annual Fall Festival, and a good time was had by all. Everything was bigger this year – more vendors, more visitors, and more reenactors.cannon

The festival was opened – and closed – with a BOOM from a pre-Civil War cannon. The reenactors who brought it said that is the oldest known anti-aircraft weapon. It was used to shoot down an observation balloon early in the American Civil  War. Some swell, huh?

To save his poor feet, The Squire did tours/explanations of the artifacts in the narthex and the interior of the church. I walked miles doing the outside, showing the locations of High Street, Low Street, and points in between. I thought I’d wore decent colonial-style shoes, but by the end of the first tour, my toes were aching. One of the Boy Scout mums offered me a pair of tennis shoes to wear and that was a blessing! Not exactly Colonial, but what the heck! They saved my feet!

We came home, scrambled a couple of eggs, watched the most recent showing of Young Sheldon, which The Squire had recorded Thursday night, and fell into bed. I don’t remember saying my prayers, and I woke up in the same position I had when I lay on the bed! Tired? Moi? Nah.

One of the ladies at church had her cellphone out this morning, checking posts to the parish Facebook account.  She was reading one out loud, posted by a gentleman who said the docent was well-versed in Joppatowne history.

Except she read it as donut!