Today, we ventured out to the Summerville Flower Festival.  Oh, my “Camera Hopes” were sky high hopes….. apple-pie hopes…..  A Flower Festival! It is touted as  one of the Top 20 events in the Southeast by the Southeast Tourism Society.  I heard on the news this morning while knocking back my eggs, ham, and grits….”Over 250,000 people expected at the Flower Fest this weekend.”  Holy-Kamoley.  That’s a cool quarter of a million heads bopping up and down to stop and smell the roses.  But I can do it!  I said.  I am up for the task.

Off we went.  This is the first thing I noticed when we finally got through the traffic, and parked 7 miles away…. to get to the main festival area:

(There were a couple of people here and there….)

What I did NOT see….. Flowers.  Nope, not a one.  No displays, no booths, no peddlers were holding a single stem or bouquet of anything.  Not a daisy or a petunia, a rose, or a begonia.  No leafs. No petals. Not a root to be had.  Now…. if you are interested in Corn Dogs, Funnel Cakes, Italian Sausage, or Fried Oreos…. this is the Flower Festival FOR YOU!  Cotton Candy galore!  Powdered Sugar anything.  This too, is the mecca of the the deep fryer. (I do believe that the focus of the Flower Fest.. …. over the years… had become misconstrued.)

Eating was truly an adventure……  And then, joy of all joys….   I spotted THIS!

I WAS enthralled.  I have always wanted a pair of Alien Slippers.  I figured they’d be Slippers made out of Aliens (how cool is that!)… kinda’ like Fur Coats, or, Alligator-Skin Boots, or Raccoon Caps.  Imagine my excitement and delight.  I got in line.  I didn’t care to look at the Fruit Slippers….. nope…. I figured those would get messy, especially in warmer weather…. the fruit flies and all.  But Alien Slippers….I bet they’d be comfortable as all get out.   So I waited, and waited, with the others in need of a good pair of house shoes.

When I got to the front of the line, I was sorely disappointed.   It was just about a half a dozen of Aliens, sitting there at a bar, sipping coffee and tea…….. and they were spilling it all the heck over the place…. with all the flying saucers and what have you.

So, no flowers today.  And no Alien Slippers.  But the Corn Dogs rocked.  They were out of this world.