This weekend, Leon and I went to the Kentucky Wool Festival in Falmouth, KY with my former roommates and a friend, Katie, Heather and Cheryl. It had been a number of years since I went with my family, so I was excited to go again. I loved festivals like this when I was a kid, and I remember going to them on field trips in school. Until this time around, I never realised that this festival shows a bit of Kentucky’s culture.
It was the perfect day to go! The sun was out, and the trees were showing off all of their autumn colours.
They had a lot of Bluegrass music.
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| This band is a family! |
I was pretty worn out from my matron of honour duties the day before, so we took it easy.
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| Listening to more Bluegrass and enjoying the autumn beauty |
At one point during our visit, Leon asked me about the wool part of the Wool Festival. If this is a Wool Festival, where are the sheep and wool? Well, before we left we visited the Sheep and Wool Tent. They had lots of pretty hand-dyed and hand-spun wools, weaving demonstrations, and livestock (besides sheep, they had goats, pigs, rabbits, hens, cows…).
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| Too bad I don’t have the money or the space to take some of this beautiful wool back to England with me! |
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| Baa! |
On our return to Northern Kentucky, we took a drive down a lovely country road. The road was kind of narrow, reminding Leon and I of the one-track lanes that are found in England… minus the stone walls that English roads have. It was such a beautiful scenic drive! I can’t believe Katie’s GPS took us down such a pretty route!
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| I missed this while we were in England last year! |
