Something else that has been a challenge to get used to is a two-month Christmas season. Christmas in the Ozarks begins at the beginning of November. I have been grumping around as twinkling snowflakes have appeared on city light standards, light displays are coming to life on the square, and Fall decorations have been marginalized to the clearance aisles at the local stuff marts. Christmas is here in the Ozarks whether I like it or not.
This year is warmer than most. It is a week into November and John and I just returned from a walk around our neighborhood. He wore shorts and I wore a short sleeved tee and sweats. It is in the seventies, beautiful, and sunny. Yesterday, John suggested a trip to Silver Dollar City, one of his favorite places to play. My only experience with this amusement park has been taking care of hungry children, negotiating hills and hollers with an overloaded stroller, running after excited children from one tummy turning ride to another and to another. I have resisted most suggestions to a day at SDC, so when John suggested we go, I felt pretty guilty for the dozens of times I managed not to go. Over the past week, we have discussed and considered a trip out of town for the weekend. A trip we clearly could not afford. But, some fun time together was important as we have not had a weekend to ourselves since summer before last. Staying home to do laundry would have been a waste of this time. Also, this would be a great opportunity to run my new Nikon through its paces. It must take blog-worthy photos. You can be the judge as I share our day with you over the next few posts. I only took two hundred and seventy some odd shots. I am serious about purchasing just the right camera.
The theme of this park is late 1800s and boasts rides, shops, craftsmen and entertainment. There is an International Festival which showcases entertainers from all around the glove, a summer Kid Festival at which time kids rule the park, and a Fall Crafts Festival. Silver Dollar City wears Christmas well. This year’s theme is everything snowmen. I love snowmen, so I was utterly delighted. It was odd walking among these icy snow folk in weather warm enough to stow sweaters in a knapsack. We had to purchase this little tote upon arrival after realizing we would too warm with sweaters slung over our arms all afternoon and evening. It was a wonderful date, a wonderful day, and I am so lucky to have shared it with my best friend John.