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Saturday was a beautiful windy spring day. A great day for a craft show. The Shadows on the Teche hosts a craft festival twice a year. I almost missed it. I let the day get away from me with various Saturday chores. About an hour before it closed, I headed downtown to check out the show.
My first stop was my friend Brenda’s booth of crocheted shawls. I wanted to get a shawl for Sunday’s Berry Queen Hats and Hallelujahs Brunch. Brenda had a just right shawl in bright reds and oranges. Here I am all dressed up for the brunch.
One of the joys of walking through the craft festival is seeing and visiting with people. I ran into old friends and made new ones. I stopped at a pottery booth. I was looking for a little pot to go into a wire rack I had purchased this week at an antique shop. This little pot has a small guaranteed-to-survive-my-neglect South African succulent.
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My favorite woodworker is a retired middle school principal. He always asks me, “Still teaching?” Needless to say he is enjoying his retirement and his hobby job. I found a perfect wedding gift from his selection of cutting boards.
The day is not complete without fresh Kettle corn. You can smell it throughout town, and practically everyone you meet is carrying a bag of it. Can’t resist.
The most wonderful gift of a Saturday afternoon is time to stroll through downtown, stop and take a picture of the amaryllis, and be grateful for the small things that bring pleasure.
Reflections on the Teche 
I agree there is nothing better than a small town craft fair. They always manage to lift my spirits. Still waiting here in Massachusetts to see spring!
Love that shawl! Craft fairs are a joy. Would have loved to have been there with you.
Your post is a welcome “places along the way” memory trip for me. I lived in New Iberia 1970-75 — knew Dr Broussard and his wife just down the street and Clemmy who was original caretaker at the Shadows — even mentioned in Henry Miller’s book.
That’s amazing. I moved here when I married in 1982. So we missed each other. My husband grew up here. Dr. Broussard had a stroke recently but I think he’s doing ok.
I love your new shawl and that wonderful hat! It sounds like you just made it, and found some lovely things a long the way, plus seeing friends made a nice day’s end.
You are the belle of the ball in your hat and shawl! Sounds like an ideal outing to me; one that I would have enjoyed accompanying you. I’m a sucker for crafts but now I really have to restrain myself from buying since my house is bursting with mementoes. Lovely day, lovely photos.
I felt like I was walking through the craft with you! Such wonderfully small, pleasurable things….especially the shawl and hat. 😉
Ah, Louisiana! Craft fairs, warm weather, and to die for hats.
Maybe they’re not small things, Margaret. I love the way you mention making new friends. I can picture you!
Magaret, I have been looking through my digitals to see if anyone sent me a floral in bloom but came up with nothing until I realized you had one. Do you mind, if I place this on the gallery with credit to you?
Carol, you may use it. Thanks.