Hooray! The first day of Fall! My favorite season, even though it makes me sneeze. Thinking about fall, I think about growing up in New Mexico. Fall in Albuquerque is one event after another.Starts with the State Fair in September. My sister and I would go to the State Fair every year, on School Day, with my grandma. We'd do every inch of the fair, the livestock barns, the exhibits and blue ribbons, and the Fine Arts Gallery. Through the Exhibition Halls to watch the knife demonstrations and get all the free stuff we could carry in our plastic sack. Through Villa Hispana, the mariachis playing, sombreros and leather and blown glass shops. Through the Indian Village, drums beating, with Fry Bread, turquoise and coral and silver jewelry, and beaded and feathered dancers. Through the midway and the fun house and the Tilt-a-Whirl. Later, as I got older, I went with friends- one year biked over which was good because no one likes to park at the fair. I went with T and rode the Zipper for the first, and last, time.
The Ballon Fiesta (hmmm... that should be a post by itself, later in the month, I think). The Greek Festival. Soccer. Aspen trees. Green chile roasting. Fall.
Yay for Fall, that all too quick season before winter descends.
"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven." Ecclesiastes 3:1
2 comments:
Whoa! You did grow up in a culturally diverse place, even before we were aware of such things! Sounds really fun. Thanks for coming tonight. We look forward to the years ahead watching your children grow up and cheering them on!
My goodness, that brought back fun memories, from watching parades to chasing balloons, to your State Fair entries and more! Fall in NM IS fun! Where are those roasting chiles? XOXOXO
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