It's going to be a great weekend. The Sarnia crew are coming up tomorrow to Nanasue's Campground aka. The Back Yard for a few days. It is supposed to be a lovely weekend.
The fire ban has been lifted thanks to some much needed rain. A few bonfires are on the agenda. I have missed having them. So is watching the Persiud annual meteor shower that will be at its peak early, early Monday morning. Not that I would be up to see it but hopefully there is enough of a fireworks show to enjoy once the sun goes down.
It rained last night. Once the rope is dry on the Apple tree swing, the seat will have to be raised. The grandkids have grown since the last time they were here.
The annual Potato Festival is on as well to celebrate the fact that Alliston is potato country. Personally, I would prefer if we were butter tart country like one of the nearby towns. They celebrated butter tarts last month.
The festival starts with a parade tonight. The main street in town is closed. There are lots of vendors plying their wares. A travelling midway is part of the celebration offering the opportunity to be nauseated by various rides. I am not sure if we will go but it's an option on the things-to-do list.
Just having the opportunity to be with family creates its own festival celebration!
"May the Lord continually bless you from Zion. May you live to see Jersalem prosper as long as you live. May you live to enjoy your grandchildren. May Israel have peace!" Psalm 128:5-6
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Friday, 10 August 2018
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