Pretty flowers and fried food (Part I)
This weekend the boyf and I headed to the great state of Minnesota for a wedding. One of our friends from Peace Corps was gettin’ hitched, so on Friday evening we packed up our bags and flew to the frozen tundra (which, this time of year, is actually quite pleasant). We made a whirl-wind tour out of it, hitting up the Mall of America (boo capitalism), the wedding (congrats Matt and Denise!), and the state fair. The wedding was at the University of Minnesota Arboretum. The ceremony was nice, complete with ring bearers, a flower girl (that wasn’t actually carrying any flowers, interestingly enough), wasps and sun burn. Afterwards we had time to stroll through the arboretum on our way to the reception.
There were rose gardens and fountains…
…which also meant there were lily pads.
There was a pond monster…
… and there were trees with leaves already changing colors.
Autumn is upon us, folks. It’s true. Sad, but true. Mostly sad for me because it means the farmers market will no longer have “the good fruit,” like blueberries, peaches, plums and blackberries, and it will have “the blah fruit,” which includes apples, apples and, oh, apples. Plus, you know, it gets cold, the days get shorter and my nose starts running the minute I step outside. However, there’s also no more unbearable humidity/heat, less sweating, and Thanksgiving, so I guess it evens out.
Stay tuned for Part II of this post, in which I will unveil the total and complete fabulousness that was the Minnesota State Fair.
What’s that?… You can’t wait for tomorrow to hear about how great it was? OK, fine. Here’s a preview: