We spent this past weekend in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, to visit James and attend the Blueberry Festival. I knew Alice would get a kick out of it and sure enough she did -- she was very enamored with the animals at the petting zoo (the ducklings, the fuzzy things I presume were chickens, the goats, the cows, the pigs) and she enjoyed watching a wood turner craft little wooden tops on a lathe. She also enjoyed the man who played old coal country songs on his guitars, songs that struck a sweet, poignant note to me -- I appreciate these dashes of northeastern Pennsylvania culture. Other highlights included the inevitable bossy woman who told us how we should be raising Alice -- "Put a hat on her! She needs a hat!" -- as well as the woman who intercepted Alice when she was walking around and took her by the hand until we popped up to retrieve our child from this well-meaning but completely unnecessary mini-abduction.
It was nice to see our girl trundling through the grass and eating bits of blueberry pie a la mode. She loved watching the horses as they trotted around the dirt area behind the barn; with all of the animals, she would creep closer and closer, an arm outstretched towards them, until the beast made any kind of quick motion -- some sniff or snort -- and then Alice would startle and shuffle backwards to the safety of her parents. Until it was time to investigate once again.
Thank you James for the photos...
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My pleasure! Thank you for coming to visit and giving me the chance to spend some quality time with Alice!!
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