A Honey of a Day â€“ Almost
Saturday morning dawned bright and mild – a perfect day to enjoy the first ever Paso Robles Golden Oaks Honey Festival. I didn't want it to take up a major portion of my day, the way the Art Fest normally does, so I planned to just attend a lecture, taste the free honey ice cream sample, and take a few photos. Then I expected to go home and do some clean-up and cooking as I usually do on Saturday. I nabbed a parking place only a block away – right in front of the library, which is across the street from City Park where the Honey Festival was being held.
It was a Farmers Market day. Normally this would in the park, but today the vendors were moved into 11th Street between the library and the park. See is what I saw as I crossed the street to get to the park.
After crossing the street, I was about halfway through the park to the Honey Festival when my heart started to speed up. This used to happen often in the 1980's and since then I've had it under control with medication. But Saturday was about the third time last week it happened. I knew I needed to sit and rest. Since I was planning to attend the lecture by Anna Remper on “#Landscaping for Bees ” anyway, I decided to plod on and take one of these empty chairs so I could listen while I rested.
At the end I got up and got some free literature handouts and poppy and buckwheat seeds, and decided to sit down again and listen to a bit of the next lecture by Gordon Wardell, a Cal Poly bee biologist talk about “Bee Facts.” Had I known how fascinating it would be, I would have recorded it for you. We heard some great bee lore, the reason African bees are wilder than European bees, and about Wardell's experience in Indonesia teaching beekeeping methods.
When the talk got more technical and of more interest to those actually keeping bees, I wandered around a bit to look at the exhibits and take some photos. One photo I took was of the schedule, so you could see what else happened at the Golden Oak Honey Festival. I wish I could have stayed to get photos of the Beehive Hairdo Competition, but I just couldn't. My heart had calmed down during the first lecture, but I was getting really tired.
Normally I check out all vendors at these events, but I've already seen most of the crafters, since they attend almost every event. There weren't as many honey vendors as I expected, but I did want you to see these photos of the exhibit Matthews Honey had.
On the way out, I stopped to get my honey ice cream sample at the Cold Stone Creamery cart.
I expect I'll be doing other articles that feature the other photos I took at this event. But here I will simply tell you about the rest of the day. I stopped to shop at Farmers Market on the way out. I was low on produce, and the prices for squash, tomatoes, strawberries, broccoli, and baby sweet yellow peppers enticed me to buy some.
I took them to the car and noticed that there was a used book at the library. I knew I needed more books like I need an extra foot, but it's not in my nature to bypass a book sale in my path. I was parked right in front of the library, and thought it would be nice to have a few of the books I never can seem to find when I want them. I picked up a lot of mass market paperback editions of the In Death series by J.D. Robb, some James Patterson novels, some John Grisham I don't remember reading yet, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo , The Girl Who Played with Fire , Jan Karon' Home to Holly Springs , Some murder mysteries written by the children of presidents, and a set of Audubon Society's Video Guide to Birds of North Americaand a few odd novels that just looked interesting. I also got a very thick Word Finder / Thesaurus to use over here and another writing reference book.
I had only looked at about half the room, but I was aleady more than too tired, and after checking out my pile and getting it into two big bags, a library volunteer helped me get it to the car. If he hadn't, I'm not sure I would have made it.
But I was reminded as I was driving away that all day I had wanted to photograph the fantastic cloud formations. I decided to head down Pine Street to the end where the buildings didn't block the view. I parked close to 6th Street and started to walk east. Just then Amtrak started down the track and stopped. I wanted a photo of the engine. I began to walk rapidly toward the part of the track with a clear view, hoping to get there by the time the train started. I didn't quite make it. Using the zoom, this was the best I could do.
The walk took all the rest of the energy I had. That's strange, because I'm normally not tired after walking three times as far I had walked that morning. Maybe it was all that standing at the book sale that had tired me so. When I got back it was all I could do to get it all out of the car. I really was ready to collapse. It was all I could do to pull out something to eat. My husband called and said I needed to go to the other house to print out some more real estate papers – something I did not want to do, but had to do. All I wanted to do was sit.
On the way home the clouds were calling again and I parked at Vine Street where there was a great view and took a few photos. At home I took more. I will wait to share them later.
When I got inside the house, I printed everything, signed what I had to, and gave the rest to my husband to deal with. The the computer announced it had a very important security update to do and would restart in thirty seconds if I didn't change that. I bought myself an hour's delay, but knew with the Carbonite restore file still downloading, restarting was not a good thing. I called them to see what would happen, and they said the download would probably pick up where it left off. So I closed everything and let the computer do its thing.
After the restart, I went back to iMovie to try to make sense of the updated new version so I could finish one small movie to upload to YouTube to use in my brief article about the honey festival at that other site. The video is of the live bees in a bee frame under glass. I finally got everything uploaded to that other site and came home. I collapsed in a chair and started to read Beach Road by Peter de Jonge and James Patterson. When I came to a stopping place, I went to bed. I finished the book this morning. I was disappointed in it.
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