Paradise found.........at the Strawberry fest.A perfect day

You know, as "The Outsider" I think this town looks a lot different to me at times than it does to the home growns. Sometimes better and sometimes worse. But then there are times when everything lines up and I realize that I have ,for a moment, found paradise.

We went to town to make good on a promise to the boy for sleeping all night. The reward being a trip to a famous local 60+ year old doughnut shop,with the even more famous blue screen door. We made the visit and left with our wonderful cookies, peanut butter macaroons and chocolate milk....... We decided to stroll. As we moved North ,window shopping along the way, in all of the closed, quaint, little shops. We see some activity at the end of 1st Ave. It turns out to be the Strawberry Fest. It appears that this is a very old tradition in this town. The farmers market was full of vendors selling berry's, veggies, local honey and more. I have read about this place on one of the more famous blogs, but had never really stopped in for any length of time. As I watched EC climbing on the tractors, jumpy castles and giant slide, a well known
L. Armstrong song came to mind.
We even bought a fresh loaf of bread from a young Monk who resides at the local Abbey. For the bonus, the museum was free this day! Up stairs they had a video of Strawberry fest parades that dated back to the early 50's. It kind of gave the since of history for this town that had missed before. This place often reminds you of the towns you only see in the movies. It's a wonderful life, Groundhog day, Big Fish,................. Psycho..........gotcha on that one. I crack myself up. Anyway, It was a perfect day.