Locals set up tents (12 approximately) and sell local produce and other assorted items. The best item we found was the Mennonite (spelling?) tent where they sold homemade ice cream. Short of jumping in the thrash can water spout, it was the only way to cool off.
As you saw earlier, the twins simply could not help themselves. Richard and I hung back for the ice cream.
Looks like Mercer Anne has a death grip on her favorite book.
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