We walked and walked through the streets of downtown Clayton this afternoon, looking at tents of art and watching people. Didn't buy anything for the first time ever. But tomorrow is another day. :)
First thing we did was eat a late lunch.
Found a table amidst the many tables.
Dale had a crab sandwich, at least I think it was crab, it looked like a hamburger patty but beige. I got the peppered tenderloin sandwich.
Then we walked around from tent to tent with several thousand other people.
The artists frown on having their works photographed so I restrained myself this year. We thought the prices were higher than other years.
The souvenir stand was very cool, they call it the Festival Store.
We ran into people we know, but the biggest kick was running into Dale's cousin John and his wife Kay who were with friends of theirs.
And we're home. For now.
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