This post isn’t technically wordless, to be honest, but I had to share some of the pictures from our recent parade adventure. We have lived here five years now and have never been to a Santa Claus Parade. We picked a beautiful year to finally go.
We took our crew with us. Don’t adjust your screen – there is one extra. She’s at our house a lot, but we don’t mind at all. She fits right in and goes home at night.
I carried one of these signs once, for the Pumpkin Fest parade in one of my nearby towns. It was cold and rainy and I was miserable by the time it was all done By those standards, these folks got off easy.
Rudolph was one of the first float through, leading the whole shebang, just like he should.
And what would the Lion’s Club Santa Claus Parade be without Leo?
In the middle is Lydia Herrle, honourary parade marshall. She survived a horrific accident, when she was hit by a garbage truck while getting off her school bus, just over a year ago. Not only did she survive, a miracle in and of itself, she is thriving and growing stronger every day.
And speaking of riding in style, where can I get one of these? Around here, malls and big box stores regularly have shelters for our local Mennonites to keep their horses, so holiday parking wouldn’t be a problem.
I am not sure if these are the types of houses that this company actually has on it’s website, but if it does, I’m sold.
KW Midwifery helped deliver E3 and E4. Wonderful women – plus they have free parking, right across from the hospital.
OK, I’m a bit of a sucker for blow up animals.
Live camel, just like that, comin’ down our main street. He’s actually part of a live nativity show that is put on every year by one of our local churches. Brave, brave people.
Mr. Peanut might be banned from schools, but he still managed to make it into the parade.
Personally, I’d say it’s a little late for fertilizing your own this year, but hey, I’m no expert.
And lo and behold, who do we have here? The Paris Port Dover Pipe Band.
In green and blue tartan, no less. Lookin’ good folks, lookin’ good.
And finally, the big guy, Santa Claus himself. After 1 1/2 hours and collecting almost as much candy as we did at Hallowe’en, he made his grand appearance.