The weekend, I mean. It’s Sunday, and I don’t have to show up for work tomorrow morning! *thrilled*
Yesterday, I headed to Plymouth to check out the Blueberry Festival.
I thought it strange that a blueberry festival was taking place in September. Blueberry season is long over, guys. Turns out, I was right. There weren’t many blueberries to be seen at the Blueberry Festival.
There were lots of people….
And then finally, I found blueberries!
There was bluegrass music though 🙂 I’m a country girl. True confession.
What sort of fair food do you like?