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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

AppleUmpkin

Yearly we make the thirty-odd minute trip to the tiny hamlet of Wyoming, New York for their AppleUmpkin Festival. (that's apple/pumpkin = appleumpkin) It started as a tiny fall festival that I'd go to with my family when I was young. It's grown quite a bit since then, but is still a great place to go to find some delicious cider, taffy, and candy apples. Of course, this year it was blazing hot, so I had me a sno-cone.

I'm pretty bad at taking pictures in the moment, as you well know. The husband jumped in with his phone and took a bunch for me and I did take some pictures in 2007, and not a whole lot has changed since then. Check it:

It's a pretty cute town and there are a lot of great things for sale both food and craft-wise. But then, you're gonna see some of this...
...because it's in the country. And in NY state, the country means camo fashions. Matching his and hers sets, even. Jealous?

But then you run across something like these guys, here and you feel a lot better about things.




This guy is always there. Selling these...things. And the funny thing is, his tent is always crowded. People buy these. I mean, they are deluxe and one-of-a-kind, after all! Are they ever!


This is always a favorite tent. Home made taffy. I prefer the cinnamon and watermelon varieties. The lady who sells it can be right nasty. If you are lucky you'll get one of her care worn looking kids to ring you up. They are much nicer since I wager that they've been beaten into submission from a young age. The taffy is worth it, in case you are wondering why you would want to get in the middle of some dysfunctional family. Worth it.


This is a bed and breakfast on main street. They sell hot cider and you can have lunch there too, if you like.


I don't know what this building is or does, but there is always a large used book sale outside of it. This year I saw a teenage boy scouting the harlequin romance section. I wanted to tell him that they would just give him unrealistic ideas about love, but I'm not his grandmother.


There are tents with people playing the banjo and the fiddle. Boy do I love to hear that kind of music! These are the type of people who keep their band stuff in vintage suitcases like this:


Then there is a building that I think used to be the town hall but is now an art gallery and a community space as far as I can tell. It looks like a big story book house.



Adorable, right? This is where they have the antiques dealers set up. I find great stuff at reasonable prices every single year. This year I got these bird ornaments. Covered in black glitter. They were meant to be Christmas ornaments, but I'm totally using them for spring/Easter.


This year I bought a few home made decorations. This lady had these really, really awesome plush characters for sale. She sewed/painted them herself. Nope, I don't know what her name is or if she sells on Etsy, so don't even ask. I'm not good in the moment. I'm trying to get better, but it will take time, so just bear with me. I just sort of freaked out and asked her, "Did you make these yourself!?" She looked both startled and weirded out when she answered affirmative.


I ended up with two because I spotted the cat first and then I saw a guy buying the skeleton and rushed up to the seller with a panicked expression, I'm sure, asking if she had "any more of those" whilst I pointed frantically to the retreating man. She had one more of those, in fact and I got it! Huzzah! Just come on and look at the detail on these things, will ya?



A-double-dorable. I'm still searching for just the right places for these new guys. There was also an amazing vulture that I hope to own next year.

We also went to a thrift store and I ended up getting...


Ba-bing! The red Pyrex bowl from that one set. The only missing piece that I didn't have! It was only $1.99 as you can see. Score! Just look into the face of rainbow bliss:


I also came into possession of a few of these. Now, I saved one for myself and gave one to Sarah Mae because she's got a demented sense of cute and I knew she'd love it. I've got two left up for grabs. Anyone want?


For your viewing pleasure, and to fuel your nightmares, may I present: Sarah Mae's terrifying baby horde!


Run! Run for your lives!!

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