After the parade, all of the floats were on display up in Sierra Madre through today. This is a fun thing to go do--you get even closer to the floats than you do on the parade route. The fragrance in the air is insane. Tonight, when I made a quick run out to the grocery store, I stumbled upon the final trip for the floats--they were moving east, back to the Fiesta warehouses where they were created. The exit for the parking lot was blocked off, motorcycle cops escort these floral monsters on their route, so I got out of my car and watched. By now, we're old friends. Even with bad lighting and the fact that they are zooming by at about 25 mph, it's thrilling to see them one more time.
In other news, Scout is still under the weather and still having to wear his cone. He is not a happy camper:

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o' auld lang syne
CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
--Robert Burns
2 comments:
Happy New Year. I agree with your favorites as far as floats are concerned. Watching them come and go is one thing I miss living way out here. Hope Scout is feeling better soon.
Seeing and smelling the floats up close sounds amazing--thanks for your comment on my blog--we did used to make rosettes when I was a kid, but no one wanted to deal with the hot splattering oil this year. Also, I have made lefse (I have a griddle) but I haven't made it i some time. I do love lefse, tho!
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