I like the way you think wrt after pics.
Chuck, right. Not only did I need the sleep, some things are better left to the imagination of the reader.
There is something quite poignant to the aftermath - "The tents are down. The clowns have left town. No more balloons"
We used to go to a church that took us through Scottville early Sunday am after the end of the Harvest Festival. Always an empty, littered, desolate feeling.The during pictures are more to the point anyway.
Small town festivals are the best. I hope you enjoyed it.
Rats. It's over. :( It looks like a fabulous time was had by all. I hope you had a funnel cake for me!
I love those kind of small town festivals. Americana at its best.
Out in the boondocks.Vanilla
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