The 1890s Festival: The Day Before

Today is the day before the one-day festival that ascends on sleepy, old McIntosh each year.

The street in front of the McIntosh Hotel is usually quiet, even with the Post Office situated just catty-corner from it.

Today, instead of being able to leisurely roll down Avenue G toward Harmony Learning Center to pick up Dominic, I found myself having to park three blocks away and walk into the heart of town because the roads were blocked with vendors setting up for the big event.

And, as you read that, it may feel like a complaint, but I was absolutely tickled.

There is something about the bustle of Festival Day that just thrills me. In the two short years we've lived in McIntosh, I've grown accustomed to its sleepiness, but I still very much relish the juxtaposition of this one day each year.

Here are some scenes from today for your enjoyment. Naturally, they do little to convey the excitement, but hopefully they demonstrate the proximity of the festival to the Hotel.