Every year here, during the labor day weekend, our city has its annual Catfish Festival. It is just down the road from my house.
Yesterday we decided to take a walk down to the festival. There is the usual festival festivities of foods, crafts, music, carnival rides, etc. Of course, it was just too hot for me and with me having bronchitis, I was having a hard time breathing. I only stayed for a short while and left Tom and Brian there and I walked back home. It is still hot and humid here and will be well into the beginning of December.
Before I left, I got some pictures of some of the classic cars on display. Cars are one of Brian’s favorite things. He is in some of the pictures with the blue shirt and black shorts. Tom was carrying my backpack.
Sunday we had a cookout. I made pumpernickel bread earlier that morning.
The ‘mystery chef’ grilled a London broil that I let marinade overnight.
We enjoyed a couple of cold beers out on the patio while the meat was grilling.
It was a good day. Even Shadow enjoyed himself.
I was sorry to see the weekend end.