Floyd Harvest Festival

Floyd's long awaited weekend arrived with the remnants of Hurricane Humberto.  Friday brought with it driving rain, and we stayed tucked inside most of the day.  But come evening, I ventured out as planned to meet fellow photo clubbers at Oddfellas Cantina for dinner. The live music was a mellow guitarist.  Very nice.  Afterwards, it was on to the fair site to judge the photography entries. 

Today, the rain gave way to a sunny, mild day.  The perfect kind of weather for fairs and festivals...bright, blue sky; cool air; no humidity. 

Off we went...
                                                 

Our first stop was the Harvest Moon's Taste of Floyd. In addition to the delicious food and good music, it was a great venue for meeting people. I saw and introduced myself first to Fred, and then, David - two established artists and bloggers here in Floyd. Of course I saw Colleen - checking out the festivities with her trusty camera in hand.

All of the vendors were from Floyd County, and they all had delicious foods to sample.  One, Bright Farm, will probably be where we get our Thanksgiving turkey this year.  Also present:  the  Indigo Girls.  We took the opportunity to introduce ourselves to them, and I think Judy arranged for a follow-up call to make a date for a BBR dinner.  I'm not sure because my attention was drawn away to greet our new friend and neighbor, Dennis.  He's the wood turner that gifted us the bowl at our pot luck.  He and Suzie  had biked there. 

We made a date for frisbee golf at their place tomorrow.  That'll be fun. 

Then, we had a bite to eat, while we listened to the next group on stage.  It was Zephyr neighbor Bob Grubel.

He's the one on the far left. I had never heard his music before, and was actually impressed enough to buy one of his cds. 

We're really fans of his new wife, Florence.  She's the type of person who you immediately like and feel that you've been friends for a long time.  Below is a picture of the two of us.  For those of you who don't know what I look like, I'm the one on the right.   Hey, I finally got into a picture!                              

Around about now, Judy and I decided to catch the shuttle bus and head for the 4-H fair.  Once there, we walked around some and stayed long enough to see what it was all about.  It didn't take long, actually.  I think we missed a lot of the events by getting there in the afternoon. 

I will say that one of my romanticized visions of what goes on at a fair was destroyed. Neither this fair or the one in Hillsville tasted the pickle, jelly, cake, etc. entries.  They  were all judged strictly by appearance.  I couldn't believe it.  I mean  in the movie, "State Fair", didn't they taste the entries?!  I distinctly remember the pickle judge smacking his lips!  Sigh. 

I guess my life will go on.  In fact, it's  going on this evening when I go to my first Spoken Word night at the Cafe del Sol.  More on that in my next post. 

Comments

[bluemountainmama]

sounds like a wonderful time! i, too, was disappointed in finding out they don't taste the edible entries..... seems strange that it's based on appearence only. a beauty contest for food! :)

we also went to a local festival and had a similar gorgeous day....crisp air and blue skies.