MULE DAYS

Saturday morning we got up early and went"up town" as we say around here and went to the annual Mule Day parade. These are some shots that Melanie took. I love small town parades with the beauty queens in fancy cars, veterans waving flags, high school bands, and clowns. In this parade we have mules and lots of horses. The mule is celebrated in this community for all of it's hard work to help farmers. A mule is cross between a horse and a donkey. Not too pretty. Mule Days is a festival that attract about 70,000 people in a four day span. There are carnival rides, rodeos, street dances, bands and singing in the grove, and lots of vendors. It is quite a weekend for those who paricipate. We just attended the parade this year. Oh, and don't forget the plethora of poop that is left behide from those mules and horses.

COUNTRY LIVING

Here are two things that you cannot find in the city. We wake up every morning to a breath taking sunrise. Right now the sound of geese go along with it. The cotton is quite amazing as well. It kind of looks like snow. We don't get much snow around here. There is a different feeling out here that has to be experienced to appreciate. I love not hearing police sirens or lound booms from Ft. Bragg. Don't get me wrong, I do miss Fayetteville but living in the country is hard to beat. Being so close to nature is kind of like being close to our Father in Heaven. No distractions so one can ponder and think. Ya'll come and visit sometime.