Life at the Fallassburg Art Festival

On Sunday Susie took a break from baking (she had an order for two crostata) and unpacking and I took a break from work to head east to Fallassburg and their annual fall art festival. We parked at a nearby overflow lot and walked across a small valley to the park proper.

As festivals go, this one was pretty typical: lots of artists and craft folk selling photos, woodwork, pottery, that sort of thing, all amidst a beautiful park just north of Lowell, Michigan. There was a stage set up and the music was playful, with the musicians overlooking a vast array of picnic tables pretty much filled with folks eating BBQ, pulled pork, corn on the cob and the like.

Susie and I strolled the grounds before meeting up with Margaret and her friend Bob -- they arrived about a half hour or so after we did and the four of us picked up our exploration of the various tents looking for that something special. Well, Margaret was at any rate; she's still decorating her new house. Susie and I, however, were still in the throes of unpacking all the stuff we hauled out to the midwest from Rhode Island so the last thing we needed was another wooden tray or glass bowl for the house.

 But what a gorgeous day to be outside watching the wonders of nature and the incredible diversity of humanity.

blacksmithing demonstration