The 22th of October, which in a previous reckoning of months, would have been the 8th month, instead of the 10th, found my partner Karen and myself hooping and twisting in the well appointed children’s area at the 2011 Pittsboro Street Fair. For unexplained reasons, which I will probably never learn, the crowd ebbed and flowed with a rhythmic pulse almost; affording me occasional breaks without having to end a line.
I took advantage of those breaks to visit with vendors, some who I knew well from the community, others that I met that day; lending credence to my belief that there are no strangers, just friends I have not yet met. I clogged around a bit when Mr. Bluegrass himself was onstage kickin’ out some fine tunes. All the bands were quite good. Even while sitting and twisting, I often got happy, tapping feet and the urge to get up and dance, which I noticed many others doing over by the stage. Great tunes all day long!
My young friend whose folks have the little dress store was there; she always brings a smile. The Lions, Tigers and maybe some bears were there, as well as Chargers, Tarheels, Wolfpack and Blue Devils (at least the fans thereof). All were congenially getting along well along the length and breadth of the fine spectacle that is the Pittsboro Street Fair.
While not on break, I had opportunity to twist the balloon delight of choice (both color and shape) for many dozens of great children of all ages. I took time to twirl the giant hoop around some, again, to the delight of the crowd. I wrangled a stray toddler that was in peril of getting clobbered by hoopers, returning said tot to the embrace of his pater familia, who immediately let him run loose some more, go figger.
Sampled some of the fine roasted sausages, stayed hydrated and as out of the direct sun as I could, and overall had a very delightful time, my own self, which is not at all difficult when spending the day with the aforementioned partner and the great people in Pittsboro!
See you next year, Pittsboro! And keep your smiles smilin’!