
Everybody tries to get in their summer frolicking before the leaves begin to turn. This past weekend I attended the Butter Bean Festival in Pinson. This was it's 6th year to have the festival and my first to attend it.
I've heard of strange foods being served at state fairs and festivals. About the strangest I saw was fried cheese cake. I didn't try it but if it was fried I'm sure it was good. Southern living requires that a person devour lots of fried food unless cautioned not to by a medical professional.
This lady had her cute puppies inside this netted stroller as she made her way around the BB Festival

For those of you who enjoy antique cars, I'll have about five in my next post


This is one of the many weekend markets around the area that sells fresh vegetables, crafts, food and etc.
This lady was kind enough to allow me to take a picture of her hat. By the looks of it she is an avid gardener.
I really gravitate toward recycled articles. These wind chimes are made from cast iron skillets,spatulas, salt shakers, spoons and a little of everything else. (Click the photo to enlarge)
I asked the vendor in the photo below if I could take a picture of her booth. Lately, I've noticed a lot of crafts people are hesitant to allow photos. I guess they're afraid their ideas will be stolen. She consented to my photography but cautioned against closeups. I complied. But...Click on the photo and you get a very clear up close and personal picture of her wares. It's called free enterprise in America . I admire her wares and have no talent when it comes to duplicating them so her pictures are safe with me.

Part of the proof is the innumerable pedigreed dogs with their owners and the immeasurable vendors who have water bowls out for the dogs. After I counted 5 water bowls, I stopped. I have nothing against dogs. The owners seemed to have them under control. A sign at the front welcomes the dogs (as if they can read) but asks owners to clean up after them.

At Pepper Place I bought a jar of lemon scented home made body scrub.
That's It ***
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