I drove my parents across a couple of counties to another local festival today. This one lasts a week and a half each October and draws hordes of people. It used to celebrate small towns, covered bridges, lovely scenery, and local handcrafts; now it has more of a flea market atmosphere. I miss the old style. But it was a beautiful day and I did find and snatch up some local pottery. I also found a carved bear friend I liked a lot but didn’t quite dare to bring home with me.