Well, it looks as though I'm ending the day the same way it started-with the sound of people yelling.
This morning it was the neighbours-no, not my in laws. Apparently these folks are quite, shall we say vocal. I was fascinated however with their pet pigeon who surveyed us from its perch on the fence.
I was happy to find some black raspberries growing in the back yard, ready for my breakfast cereal. Yum!
Once again the town of Thamesville tripled in size for Threshing Fest' weekend starting with the longest parade in Ontario, Friday night. The food was abundant as usual as all the family and friends gathered in their yearly parade watching tradition. Crowds of drunken people gather on the streets providing free entertainment. I watched as eight people riding a picnic table (on a trailer, but not bolted to said trailer) pulled by a four wheeler tipped off the curb, spilling it's occupants onto the street. Last year I saw a motorized cooler scooting across town, its driver holding a beer in one hand. Just think of how much money you could make picking up the empties though!
As for us, we will be sitting by the fire listening to the music, for free, coming from the park one street over.



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