Texas thinks everything is bigger. This is a Maine beach. The grains of sand are really large. (Courtesy of M) (Acadia Nat'l Park, ME)

Sunshine with passing thundershowers

Being a little overwhelmed with house fever after being indoors almost all day I convinced my recently returned sister E to come with me to the American Folk Festival.
A couple of things struck our attention. E noticed that there seems to be a certain dress code for County Fairs and other Folk type outdoors activities. It's hard to describe but it's a much more flowing dress than what you'd typically wear outside on a summer evening
There is also a certain country made herbal soap smell that permeates these activities. A lot of times at county fairs it's combined with the smell of hay, but it's always most definitely there.

Lastly the most amusing thing was watching a sign language interpreter for an electric blues band. I can never understand the words to live performances if I don't already know the music, and so watching this forty year old with a pony-tail jam out while signing was perhaps one of the most entertaining sights I saw all night. On a good people watching evening, you'll rarely get so precious a sight as that.

Saturday Evenings at Wal-Mart

When it gets late and you're running on 4 hours of sleep you find the best thing possible. (Macedon, NY)