And when they arrive they are always in for a treat...bringing their own to taste....
Everyone has to eat..."can I have some more...please?"
Or taking advantage of tasty treats sold...(now what was it that my wife told me to get??) The smells from the gazebo waft over the people with it's temptations of homebaked goodies.
And I am definitely wondering how these people's butts are going to feel at the end of the concert sitting on that curb all night?? Looks like mustache man is already thinking, "maybe this wasn't such a good idea."
Some would rather read the important news of the day, rather than watch the band play.
Some have to put out signs that say "here we are, see us??!!."
But me, I just like to hear the band play on into the evening while watching the sun set slowly behind the trees.
I hope you find something that opens all your senses this weekend. Have a happy one. And I would really like it if you would hop on over to my collaborative blog Focusing On Life, where I am "just hangin' "
"Life is like playing the violin in public and learning the instrument as you go along."
Until next time.....