Weekend in McBride
This weekend is the 75th anniversary of our town, although there were people living in the McBride area several years before that. The population has tripled at least, this weekend!
The Farmer's Market on Friday (even though the weather was terrible) was great, for visiting and for sales. I sold at least four dozen jars of jam, twenty heads of garlic and several bunches of large green onions. I sold a few raspberries by the pint; I went out three times on Friday morning to pick, but ended up soaked and cold in the rain and wind. The berries are overdue to be picked and falling off the canes so I'm still trying to find time to harvest them. This week there will be peas to pick, and soon, also, green beans (actually burgundy and yellow beans).
Gary and I went to the "Homecoming" dance last night and there must have been 1000 people. Neither Gary nor I had very much energy for dancing. One of the highlights of the evening was finding the youngest son of a friend who died tragically in 1980; I last saw the "kid" when he was fifteen, and now he's a handsome man of over fourty. We "caught up" briefly before being interrupted, and both of us were already hoarse from yelling over the music and other voices.
I'm still busy with boarders and some grooming work so I'll have to check back here later... ~ Ann
