Yesterday was a true Blogger’s Sick Day as I failed to post at all. Now it is early Wednesday morning, and I am gratefully sipping coffee and wondering what I can blather on about for 200 words and how quickly I can do it.
A fun bunch.
This is a picture of members of Young Actors Workshop (YAW) about to March with Ilion Little Theatre (ILT) in the Ilion Days Doodah Parade last year. This year ILT was too busy with plans for their 100th Season (preview of coming attractions). Some members of YAW were quite disappointed. I personally was on my way to Liverpool, NY that evening.
In the middle of typing that last paragraph (pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus on my Tablet, I add as usual), my coffee went down my Sunday throat, as my grandmother used to say. What a horrible feeling! I paused to cough and gasp and now share the information with you in a petty bid for sympathy. Also, I confess, to up my word count.
More colorful that year.
And here is the gang from 2019. I confess to feeling a little melancholy this year as I drove by lawn chairs set out Friday afternoon in anticipation of the parade. However, it is usually too long in the sun for me. My husband used to accuse me of being an Addams for my love of gloomy days. I took that as a compliment.
Mohawk Valley Girl 