We go to
Hessler Street Fair most years, but I thought for sure that with my being gone in Florida (where I swam with sharks, natch), that the kids would for sure not make it. Turns out, Jon is much more motivated then I give him credit for. He and Anna and our neighbors all walked down together to the "Hippie Fest," ate ice cream on a front porch as always, listened to
Early Girl (well, maybe not, maybe just overheard), spent a majority of their time in Harmony Park, and brought home "Hippie Frogs" (I'm told that's what
these are called). Sounds like a good time.




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