You gotta love small town ingenuity. There is a rock outcropping on the way to downtown Waynesville that is painted like a frog. There are even frog crossing signs on the highway. I can only imagine that The Waynesville Frogtober Fest was a "spawn" of the frog rock. It was a couple of hours well spent enjoying the fall weather, the collection of local booths of odds and ends crafts, and the food stands.
Gigi loves frog legs. Gross, I know. You can see the excitement on her face when she ordered her plate of frog legs. I heard someone say they taste like a cross between fish and chicken. I'll take her word for it.
I had to sneak this picture. I adore this guy for sporting his farmer bibs and feathers.
Gene and I shared a smoked turkey leg. It was yummy. Not to worry, I didn't man handle it like Gene. I picked at it like the dainty lady that I am.
Gigi and her "really Mom, another picture" look. Beautiful
You don't see a cat walking through a fair on a leash everyday, do ya'?
Here is that same kitty greeting the "Are You My Mama?" Lama. The cat owner told her cat to sit and stay. Wow! I over heard her telling someone that she was told as a joke that she couldn't train her cat to walk on a leash. She said that six months later she had six or seven cats walking on leashes. Her secret was "put a leash on a cat and walk in whatever direction it wants to go." Genius!
Greta is lovin' the day.
Amazing! A picture of me. Gosh, I love those two kids.
This pic is for my friend Jamie. She and one of her girls love owls. These would be so easy to make. I wish I could walk next door and make some with her.
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