|This was a "first" for me. I had never seen a chicken on a rope.|
It was such a good weekend
that it took me until Monday night
to write about it.
It was great.
Al & I traveled on out to
Kokomo High School
for the band competition Saturday morning.
I had forgotten how much I enjoy marching band.
Now remember, that is said by a women who doesn't
have to stand out in the sun and learn footwork and music.
No, just a woman who got to work behind the scenes.
I miss it
|This is Eastern High School from Greentown, Indiana.|
We sat down in the stands and watched Eastern,
and a few others.
We had a great time
(me more than Al, for him it's just work).
|Twin Lakes High School|
Here is the silly thing.
I took pictures of other bands, fully well expecting to take
photos of Western ( MY SCHOOL). They took the field and I was so
excited that I completely forgot about my camera.
So, no you don't get to see Western.
But let me to you...
THEY WERE TIGHT.
I am so proud of them.
we drove out to the Kokomah Reenactment
out west of New London, Indiana.
I like to go out each year and take photos for future
projects. You can definitely see things that you
wouldn't see in everyday American life.
|This was the first pic that I took at the encampment.|
I thought that this first picture was going to be a nice pic.
After I came home and looked through them I found the problem.
Unless I crop it really tight, I am going to have a zip lock baggy
with what looks to be Doritos in it.
|They are so careful to dress appropriate to the period.|
There was a battle going on when we arrived.
Pretty noisy and a little smoky.
Again, these are things you just don't see everyday.
|It may be small, but believe me, that cannon is LOUD.|
|I love this shot. The sun coming down through the trees. |
There are warriors in the back ground.
|I have taken photos of this man for several years. He is so striking.|
|As I said before, they dress true to the period. |
I just love butt flaps...don't you?
|It is amazing how many different tribes are represented.|
|The battle is over.|
|Post skirmish we get to see Tracy Oberholtzer. Doesn't he look wonderful?|
It really kind of made me sick to my stomach. I think the chicken knew why she was there, too. Each time I took her picture she would turn her head away.
Yeah, I know...I eat meat.
This just really bothered me.
I don't want to know my meat.
Sometimes, I feel like this chicken.
Unable to get away from things in my life that I don't want to face.
Tied to those things that I want to run from.
I guess we all feel that way at some point or another in our lives.
For a country girl, I am pretty spoiled, aren't I?
Thank GOD people don't eat horses...
The economy is pretty ugly, you know.
You would have to have a really, really big crock pot.
I am a horrible person.
|Chickens in a basket. Lord, I hope they were just for pretty.|
|These are Shetland sheep. They were really pretty. |
They were from the area & belong to some girls that were there spinning wool.
|Time to leave.|
|One last look at the shops.|
So, we needed a nap after that.
Al fought with Benny cat for his cereal.
I worked on a new painting. I am in the very early stages of this one. I think I am going to have him nosing his way out of an apple tree. We'll see.
my favorite little man came over to visit.
It was a good weekend.
See you tomorrow.