I don't know about you, but I live in a really dynamic community of intellectuals, hippies, queers and weirdos. Could be the reason that I feel so much at home in
The Happy Valley. Because by nature I am a bit shy, I love to be in and among the bands of off-beats. If I'm going to be a silver-haired, lefty nerd with a married gay daughter, I'd rather blend in than stand out. If you know what I mean. ;-)
All of this to say that occasionally I'd like to post a photo of my beloved Happy Valley that alludes to that free spirit of the Western Massachusetts that I love so much. As my mind meanders around all sorts of connections that I have yet to put into words, I want to call this feature
Electric Kool-Aid (Acid Test).
Okay, so we're not quite San Francisco and the 60's are over, but we've created our own brand of pranksters. It works for me.
In the North Quabin region of Franklin County, there is an annual Fall event that pays homage to garlic, sustainable farming and all-around wackiness -
The North Quabin Garlic and Arts Festival. Rarely timely with my news (cuz hell, I don't have to be if I don't wanna), I'm sharing with you a sampling of photos from last Fall's festival. I hope you enjoy it.
Baby, You Can Drive My Car
We arrived in the grassy parking lot to the strains of The Beatles
Drive My Car. As we were walking to queue up for the shuttle ride up to the festival, we saw that the music was blaring from this funky truck and that a peculiar yellow man was playing to the beat with a sort of...mobile?
Don't ask because I have no idea what any of it meant. Call it
Burning Man, Western Massachusetts style! ;-)
Peace, Love and Understanding,