It all started in the days leading up to the festival when I restocked all of the lotions, lotion bars, lip balms, sugar scrubs, etc.
Late nights/early mornings became my M.O. for over a week. Anyone that has ever worked/vended at a festival or fair, you have my deepest empathy. I never realized how much work it involved til we started selling soap.
After a lot of planning and a little tweaking, I think the booth display turned out kind of cute.
Of course, you know you’re chicken obsessed when they’re even a part of your display. I know, I’ve got it bad.
And I even managed to find some real chickens later in the day. They were part of a camp set up by civil war renenactors.
As were these ladies. Isn’t their clothing gorgeous? I seriously would have loved to have joined them, but I imagine they were burning up in those clothes. It was hot, hot, hot out there as it was. Could you imagine having to wear that many layers? Yikes.
These gentlemen were kind enough to take a picture with my mother.
The festival was held in a beautiful park where the Choctawhatachee and Pea Rivers meet. If you’ve never heard of the Pea River (and no, there are no peas in it – the name comes from its Creek name, Talakhatchee, which means “pea green stream”), it also runs through my hometown (Elba, AL) and happens to be the waterway that caused a lot of upheaval for Elba residents during the 1990s (by that, I mean the floods of 1990, 1994, and 1998). By the way, check out the video on the 1990 link and look closely at the 4:32 mark and guess what? You’ll see my grandfather wearing blue coveralls standing in the road in front of his hunting buddy’s house. I was so happy to find him in that video a couple of years ago 🙂
Now, back to the festival.
The Choctawhatchee River.
And the Pea River.
There were concerns that the festival would be cancelled because of all the rain we received in the days leading up to it. Both rivers had overflowed their banks and in fact, the area where our booth was set up was underwater. Luckily, the rain stopped and the water quickly dried up.
There was a tranquil dock to walk out on.
And in between the soap selling, talking shop (which, for me, means my favorite subjects, chickens, goats, and soap making), picture taking, and eyeing a really cute rooster window from a neighboring vendor, there was also a little bit of goofing off and mugging for the camera.
And a little more (with goat milk glycerin mustache soap at that).
The next day wasn’t quite as busy, so I took a little stroll to see the singing.
And the living witness oak tree, Constitution Oak, that I had read so much about (it more than lived up to my expectations). It’s one of the oldest and biggest oak trees in the state of Alabama.
It may not look like it, but that’s all one tree and it was unbelievably massive.
The plaque reads, ” The Alabama Forestry Commission recognizes this tree as a “living witness.” This tree lived here at the time of the signing of the United States Constitution and continues to grow with out nation in strength and character.”
|Look closely and you can see names carved into it.|
The limbs were as big, if not bigger than our oak trees. And I thought we had some big trees on our farm, but they’re nothing compared to this.
A close up of the carved names.
And at the end of the day, my new rooster window:
Ahh, doesn’t it look so perfect on the mantle? I couldn’t possibly come home without it 😉
A big thank you to everyone who stopped by our little booth – we really appreciate your support 🙂 You can find me next at the Kick-Off event for the Farmer’s Market in Enterprise, AL on May 31st and again in Enterprise at the Fabulous Fourth Friday event on June 25th (Bryony will be with us at that one and possibly wearing something extra special).