Snippets from the Weekend

Photos from the weekend! 

It was a great time,

time with my Dad,

so many old memories,

made some new friends,

and

made some new memories.

Part of our work crew.

This was Sunday at noon,

we were all getting a little tired!

Photos of the Blue Streak.

Saturday night we rode it.

I even got my 79 year old father to ride it!

New parts and old parts.

So great to see it being restored.

We did a lot of leaf raking..

most of it in the rain

and

cold!

Love this sentiment!

And

I even managed to get some projects done for the open house.

Not much to do in a hotel room when you wake up at five in the morning...

So I crafted!

Almost done with the 40 or so of these that I cut out!

Some stockings and mittens.

And these pinwheels. 

I can't remember where I got this pattern.

I would love to give the person credit.

If anyone knows, let me know and I will post the link.

They are pretty quick and easy to make.

And finally finished the pumpkin pillow. 

I know it has a price tag on it, but I just might keep it!

And my spooky Halloween story of the weekend.

On Saturday, we had a man that was running the tractor with a wagon

gathering all the leaves.

He was not a big talker and while I am sure he was a nice guy,

he just had that scary look to him.

I tried to engage him in conversation,

but to no avail.

And

I can usually get people to talk.

And normally..

the abnormal ones are the ones that seek me out.

Life Stories

Crazy Stories

Stories I Don't Even Want to Hear.

Most of the time, I try to avoid them.

But I wanted to know his story.

Because

He

Looked

So

Scary.

Nothing but grunts.

Then Sunday Morning,

I decide to go for a run.

Not out of wanting exercise so much

more out of wanting to undo the junk I had eaten the day before.

So picture it.

Old Hotel

Much of it vacant.

Misty, Creaky Boardwalk

Just before Dawn

Leads to

Vacated

Deserted

Amusement Park Midway.

Not a person around.

Except for me,

Running.

When along the side of the midway...

Something Moves.

And it is HIM!!!

That scary man.

I wave and yell/gasp

"Good Morning!"

Grunt.

I make a circle and now it is lighter and he is putting stuff in his old pick-up truck.

Wave again!

Smile!

Run Faster!

Skip forward to later in the day.

Piles of leaves everywhere...

I ask

"Where is our tractor man?"

Response.

"He doesn't come in on Sundays."

And

His truck is still there.....