We had a great day at the beachfront in River Bar Soaps’ booth, seeing old friends and meeting some new ones. We were set up early, long before we heard the first sirens denoting the beginning of the parade. We could only partially see it from our booth’s vantage point, but we could hear all the sounds of our small town’s parade: fire truck horns tooting, police sirens blaring, the clip-clopping of horses’ hooves, and–my personal favorite– the drums and horns of the community marching band.
We had a good day except for the wind, which eventually caused us to pack up an hour early and head home. To avoid becoming a flying soap show, we dropped our tent mid-afternoon with the help of two passers-by. Most of the other vendors did the same, although one vendor’s canopy was destroyed despite their best efforts to keep it tied down.
Here is what our setup looked like before the winds picked up this morning:Good friends came in the late afternoon to assist us in getting everything packed away and into the truck. SO appreciated that!
Our kids to the south of us sent a picture of a very cool thing they did as part of their 4th of July celebration. Last night, they painted this beautiful flag on the street near their home in anticipation of their neighborhood’s bike parade this morning: