Okay, (shaking self from reverie), where was I going with this?
Oh, yes, for us, it was the excitement of a big church picnic with all the favorite things a big church picnic should have!
It was a feast for the senses!
Brightly colored quilts and blankets set out for a long, warm afternoon on the grass.
Tangles of folding chairs and the occasional umbrella for the pessimistic.
The sticky sweetness of cotton candy in the air.
A little bluegrass music.
The roar of a young boy who has just become a tiger.
The icy crunch of snow cones.
The mandatory tang of mustard, ketchup, hot dogs and baked beans.
The wet paint on your face as your cheek is turned into a work of art.
The thrill of being the next one in line for the inflatables.
And when the senses are saturated with all they can take in,
That it's time to go home and look forward again to next year.