Yesterday - Lulu and I did two things. First - we listened to all the news about the "two foot" snowstorm back home. Then - we drove 10 miles north to Havana and enjoyed the Lawn Mower Parade and Christmas Festival.
Havana is an old tobacco growing town founded in 1903. It got its name from a special type of Cuban tobacco they grew. There are still plenty of old brick tobacco buildings - but many of them have been turned into antique and furniture stores. Most of the folks that live here now drive to Tallahassee for work - but the town still maintains mush of its old charm.
Yesterday's Christmas Festival was typical small town. Vendors lined the street selling food and crafts. The Lawn Mower Parade wound its way around the community. Locals make small floats and pull them down the street with their decorated lawnmowers. The parade was over in 20 minutes - but you could move just one block and see it come by again in the other direction.
It was sunny - about 60 degrees - and not a cloud in the sky. The clouds must have gone north for Christmas.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight.