We are in the midst of Fall.
The season lasts around 3 months.
It begins… you see… with the Southward Equinox. Also known as the Fall Equinox. This year, it was on September 22, at 20:44. The season closes with the Southern Solstice… or the Winter Solstice. This year it begins on December 21, at 17:11. So…. about three months.
October has crept upon us this year. Tonight, as I walked through the wooded area near our house, I could feel October in the air. It felt both beautiful, and a little sad…. at the very same time.
Yet. It is time for the harvest. Time for celebrations. And people DO celebrate. In many different ways. Halloween seems to be the show off among the party themes. And then… a little later… Thanksgiving takes center stage.
Yet. There are a lot of “Fall Festivals” which pack a punch. You can go to most ANY town or burrow…. and find SOME sort of Oktoberfest. It is…. apparently… a good excuse for folks to drink lots of beer… or eat mass quantities of pretzels. Don’t forget the wiener schnitzel.
All kinds of Festivals abound. Apple Fests. Black Walnut Fests. Pumpkin Fests…. and on and on.
But this week, I may focus on one in particular. You see, I write this-here little Project 16010 column from a place called Preble County, Ohio. And in this little community, we have GEM of an organization. (Actually, we have a kaboodle of organizations that are pretty sparkly.) But the one I am speaking to….. is called the Preble County Historical Society.
Every year, they host a Fall Gathering. It is such a great festival, down at the PCHS Farm. If you have a chance to go…. by goodness gracious…. you SHOULD! It is charming and enlightening…. in so many ways.
I am telling you this much right now. It would do you good… to go on out and play.
Dip a candle. Cane a chair. Meet a Civil War Dude. Hear some flutes. Or tribal drums. Watch the chainsaw carvers. Take a hay ride. Eat some ham and bean soup… or just sit at the Beer Garden if Oktoberfests are your thing. Buckeye Jake’s is catering too.
Best of all… the HISTORY smooshed right into the future. Splat.
I’m telling you… it is WAY better than going to the Superbowl.
Uhhhnnnn…. well….. okay. Maybe not the Superbowl. But I am guessing you will have a wonderful and uplifting experience …
“So let us go then, and gather there, and join in our songs of joy. For that is where we discover everything that might be possible.” – Cecil Constance