Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I love festivals and there are plenty in this part of country. One of the more popular festivals in Fort Wayne is the Three Rivers Festival. We try to go at least one day every year. This year was no exception. It's fun for the kids, it's relatively inexpensive and not too far to drive.
There is a big fountain in the middle of the park which becomes quite a draw for the kids (and some adults) on especially hot days. My grandson thought it was quite funny that grandma stood in the middle of the fountain to cool off. This photo was taken right after that.
We enjoyed lots of treats as we walked down 'food alley'
And when we were finished we walked back through the park to get to our car. We stopped near the "Old Fort" (it is THE fort for which the city was named) to ride a couple of old fashioned bicycles.
The Fort will often open up the old buildings and have people in period costumes, I enjoy it. But I understand there are some folks divided here on whether or not the Old Fort should be torn down to make way for new development (I hope it never happens).
Back to the old fashioned bicycles. Here's my son's group...
And here I am with my other half
Leaves of Grass
This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body - Walt Whitman