|I actually had to squat in the middle of the street for this photo. When I stood up, first I checked to make sure my shirt had been pulled down in back, you know, and then I patted myself on the back for my bravery. Playing pretend photographer in public is an intimidating thing. But really, I had to get the sign and the mums. Obviously.|
We stumbled upon Mumfest in New Bern this weekend. Well, stumbled isn't really the right word, since you honestly couldn't have missed the festival if you tried. Riley needed to run into this hardware store for two bolts, but the streets were shut down and the whole town was out celebrating. So, we had to park and walk about two miles just to get two bolts. But if you know how much I adore festivals, you know it was well worth it. Actually, the hardware store itself isn't so bad either. It's been in operation since forever, has just about everything you could possibly think of, and it's infinitely more interesting than Lowes, which I am quite familiar with by this point. Plus, everyone is just plain friendly. So, after fetching the very important bolts, we spent a few hours wandering around, breathing in deep the smell of fried festival food (a great improvement over dead fish), weaving through the crowds, admiring the gorgeous historic homes, and even exploring the most picturesque of cemeteries. It was a cool and gloomy day (but no rain!), the perfect weather for a fall festival.
|Surprisingly, the only mums in attendance of Mumfest, were the ones outside of the hardware store. But I suppose they were gorgeous enough to hold their own.|
I was looking through my photos, and found it interesting that while Mumfest was your typical street fair with crowds, vendors, and food trucks, this was the only picture that actually included any of that. I suppose I would never make a good event photographer.
Since Riley has several inches on me, I handed him the camera so that he could snap a better shot of this performer from his perspective. I though it was hilarious that the photo he took was in fact, rather like my own perspective. I corrected him, of course, so he took another shot, this time of the actual guy throwing the knife, torch, and apple (all while taking bites of the apple in between). Turns out, I liked his first photo better anyway. How is it that he always knows what he's doing even when he has no idea what he's doing? I wish some of that would start to rub off on me already.
I've really come to love this little town, and I'm going to miss it when we leave. It has so much character and charm, and it's been a fun home away from home for us. I hope that we'll be able to spend some more time here at some point in the future!