As a child I loved the poems of Robert Louis Stevenson and as a mom I often read them to my children. One of his shortest ones goes like this:
Daffy Down Dilly
Has come to town
In a yellow petticoat
And a green gown
He was, of course, referring to the annual Daffodil Festival held each year in Junction City, Oregon! What foresight he had…
So this weekend we visited the festival. Although there were fewer daffodils blooming along the road than we have seen in the past, the bright yellow blossoms brought some color to the otherwise gray day.
Many years ago, the women of the town planted daffodils all along Fergusson Road. The flowers have multiplied over the years and some years, when it is warmer, there is quite a thick display of color along the road.
The festival itself is at the Long Tom Grange. There are the usual food and vendor booths – a mini fair if you will. The festival was started as a fund raiser and the ladies of the grange baked wonderful huge cinnamon rolls and sold them for that purpose. We have not been out to the festival in many years but I really wanted one of those Long Tom Grange cinnamon rolls so we decided to visit. I bought two of the rolls but when I got home and was researching the festival, I found that the rolls were now baked by Market of Choice in Eugene!! I’ve been HAD!!
In 2003, the Junction City School District was struggling for funds. That was when the Men of the Long Tom Grange decided to do a calendar and sell it to raise money for the schools. The men on the calendar all posed NUDE and, although estimates vary on how much money was raised, it was certainly more than they had hoped for. Now some of those old geezers have passed away and some enterprising person has started a website that is a virtual graveyard for those nude models. You can find your favorite deceased naked guy here. They were still selling memorabilia from that adventure so I guess it is still raising funds for the schools. Yee-Haw!
I saw something I wished I had had a few years back when we attempted to have a Hawaiian Luau in our backyard.
I’m sure our pig roast would have turned out much better than it did!
There was a horse drawn wagon giving rides for $2 a head. They made a slow loop around the grange parking area (whoop-de-do). We passed on the ride but the horses were nice looking.
What are you looking at? Go buy a ticket!
Was it muddy out there? See for yourself.
There was a lady there with llamas…
…and alpacas. The alpacas were not on their best behavior! I stayed well away as I didn’t want to get kicked.
This lady was spinning alpaca wool.
Remember the picture we got the other day of the llama in the field with the sheep? Here’s what that is all about.
A large tee pee invited children to come inside and listen to the Native American storyteller.
And a musician entertained with his plucking and strumming. Notice the propane heater? It was NOT a warm day. And, yes, that is the remains of our early morning snow fall there around the tee pee.
So, while it wasn’t the most exciting festival I have ever attended, it was a good break in routine and provided some interesting things to see. And that, my friends, is the end of this tale.