Usually no cars or people
Beau in tow, we headed up to endure the festivities, and enjoy one of the 300,000 burgers sold over the 10 day festival (110,000 so far this year). We each enjoyed burgers of an excellent sort, and whilst munching away, I decided to take this Cheeseburger celebration with a bit of a twist; this year, I decided to be a tourist! I pulled out my camera to document a few of the things I love from my hometown. First stop: the stoic statue in the middle of town...of a Civil War soldier?
It wasn't until just a few years ago that I realized this was a Union soldier! Sometimes he gets a fun necklace for the festivities (I imagine he'd like to partake). Can't believe I missed that one! Next I moved on to the cutesy little gift shops in town. From Victorian plates to handmade soap, these little stores are a joyous relief!
Do I spot a Greek key trim on that blanket, pretty lady?
It's no wonder I've grown attracted to antiques/crafting. They're hidden in so many places! On our way out of town we decided to stop at the Caseville Historical Museum, run by the Huron County Historical Society. I couldn't help but pull out my camera again!
A group of older gentlemen (who knew my family) kindly directed us to different items, even pointing out details I'd missed. I should have taken more pictures, but I was a bit busy talking!
On the way home I spotted a little garage sale. Since I was already spoiling myself...I spent about $3.50 for part of a set of dishes. Pretty pattern. I discovered that it was called "English Abbey," and while this particular set of transferware is from the 1920's, the print itself dates back to the 1850's. Nice find, Kristen.
One last thing...I was able to visit an old high school friend, who recently had a child! The little one was squirmy and adorable, and her house was amazing! She always had nice style in high school, and that skill manifested itself into a beautiful child/house. *Sigh* I was the messy one. I just had to make her little guy something too (perhaps my creativity is my saving grace?).
Note the lack of creativity in a No-Sew blanket. At least I picked cute fabric!
Sadly, even the best of weekends must come to an end. I returned home slightly nauseous from greasy burgers and smelling of firepit, but it was all worth it! Sometimes acting like a tourist in your own town can unveil things you've never seen-if you're willing to look.