If you know me at all, you know that I just went off on a little Fiddler on the Roof riff. I’m done now. Thanks for being patient.
Anyway, this is my 3rd post in the Arkansas Women Bloggers BLOGtober Fest blogging challenge. And it’s meant to be about “Fall Traditions.”
Being a single gal who’s lived in a bunch of places, having a fall tradition that stands the test of time isn’t something I can claim. So here are a few of my favorites.
The High School Fall Tradition I remember most
Having a booth at the Sandwich Fair – selling corn chowder, usually in the rain. And for those who are wondering – the Sandwich Fair is not a fair about sandwiches (though how awesome would that be?). Sandwich is a town, next to my hometown, and they have a fair every Columbus Day weekend.
The Fall Tradition I want and can’t make happen
Apple picking. Seriously, why is it so damn difficult to find an apple orchard in Arkansas?
The Colby College Fall Tradition I love remembering
Walking home after volleyball practice and having dinner with the team in Roberts Union. (However, the tradition that MY CLASS started – swimming in Johnson pond on the last day of classes – is the best, but that’s in the spring. Still, I think it’s worth of an honorable mention here.)
The Madison Fall Tradition I miss the most
Badger football – tailgating, student section cheers, the 5th Quarter. And with apologies to my adopted hometown, a sea of red that made sense. Let’s go BUCKY!
The Arkansas Fall Tradition I just revived
The Fayetteville Fire Department Pancake Breakfast. We went this year, and realized the last time we went was FIVE YEARS AGO. Good grief, I can’t believe I’ve been here that long.
Well, I have thoroughly enjoyed re-remembering all these traditions. Traditions are fun. They root us to our friends and family and location in a way that sticks with us as time goes by. I’m thankful to Arkansas Women Bloggers for this challenge, which will hopefully become a tradition of it’s own.