We attended on Friday evening, the day of the parade. Our friend graciously invited us to view the event from her front porch. It was a perfect setting, with chairs for the adults and a yard for the kids to stand in and shout to the floats, "Throw us some candy!" I guess they were simply gathering up energy here:
I must admit, something came over me this year. I realized what a wonderful place I live in that floats can proclaim Christ without fear of any protests:
And that small-town America is still alive with the ideals of freedom:
And the two are one and the same:
What farm girl wouldn't want a pink tractor!
Many floats were full of local children making memories. I reminisced back to when I rode on my school float 33 years ago. (I must find that picture!)
There were lots of classic cars and a few not so classic:This one was my favorite. It's by the senior citizens group and said on the back, "No old crows allowed!" Notice they are all holding a wooden crow!
It rained a little bit but that didn't dampen the spirits of the parade: