Bradford Days

Each summer for one Saturday in August we celebrate our town.  It may be small.  One blinking light.  One store, Bradford General Store.  A Town Hall and a Post Office.  That about sums it up.  Quaint.  Yes, that does sound better than small.  On this very auspicious day we have a parade and it passes right in front of our house.  I think that most of the town is in the parade.  If you want to be in it go to the vacant lot just down the road by 10am and you can be in our parade too. Jasmine wasn't sure if it was okay to pick up the candy that was thrown.  She is a city kid. Come on and enjoy our parade and celebrate our town.

There were muscle cars.  I remember these cars and they make my heart beat faster.

Just look at that horse power. 

There were tractors in the shade of green...............

Red......big and small.

Fire trucks complete with ladders and hoses. 

Search and rescue vehicles in wild colors....

 Our own EMS crew....

Our bush truck for going deep into the Maine woods and I do believe that Smokey The Bear is riding in front. 

I'll be darn....that is our neighbors from across the street riding in the parade.  They are heading to the show ring for the rest of Bradford Days.

I look forward to Bradford Days every year.  I come from a city of over a million.  I didn't know my neighbors.  I went to work and came home.  Every hear the term "rat race"?  That was how I felt. Spinning in my little metal wheel not looking left or right.  It's time to celebrate. Celebrate small town America. I hope you have enjoyed our parade.  Oh, and the fireworks are nothing to sneeze at either.

Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm