Saturday, August 15, 2009
It Didn't Rain On Our Parade
We didn't care if it did, but it didn't. Today was Cowboy Homecoming in our town. Pretty much the same festival that you see in small towns all over. John and I haven't partisipated in several years so we decided last night we would go to the parade. We opted to take lawn chairs and sit in front of our dentist office. Lord knows we have spent enough money there. He has beautiful large oak trees on the property and we were lucky enough to get there early enough to reserve a spot under one of those. It was a nice parade this year and lasted a little over an hour. The Alzafar Shrine added so much with their antics in their little cars going in and out and barely dodging each other. Lots of little girls doing acrobats as they were going down the street. Many towns brought their float with their queen and court for their festival. All very pretty and much appreciated. Fire trucks! What would a parade be without the screetching of sirens? The best part of a parade is when riders on horseback carry the United States Of America flag. It gives me chills up and down my spine and brings a tear to my eyes. Girl Scouts throwing out candy, businesses with their sign to advertise their business, churches, gyms, most every thing from our town was respresented. When it was over I veered as far away from the city park as I could. There will be booths, dancing and the usual and until next year viva fiesta.