We went to my hometown's parish picnic this past weekend. It was so hot which is really sad because these picnics are major fundraisers for parishes. And who wants to attend a picnic when it's crazy hot? After a very yummy lunch, we squeezed in a trip to the Fish Pond and then a ride on the train.
My poor little guy was beet red. We cooled off in the church and checked out the sewing ladies' beautiful quilts.
Hopefully, my hometown will have a much cooler day for its fall festival. Although I don't like it when the days get shorter, I'm looking forward to cooler temperatures.