Ever heard of Grand Old Days?
It's St. Paul's kick off to summer and the season of festivals.
It's been labeled the largest one-day festival in the Midwest.
This last Sunday was the 40th annual Grand old Days, and we were there.
It was expected that 250,000 people would walk the 25 blocks of Grand Avenue.
Rick and I enjoyed a beautiful 65 degree day with our oldest son Brice and daughter-in-love Jennifer.
We walked and walked and ate and gawked (at interesting people)
then ate some more and walked till we couldn't walk anymore.
Grand Avenue was adorned with 125 food and merchandise vendors, along with
beautiful homes and businesses rich in local history and charm.
Love this old stone/brick apartment building
Painted artwork on the glass windows of this house.
I thought I'd post a few random photo's I took while taking our leisurely stroll....
Many time's I'd have to say, "you guys go ahead, I'll catch up"...
If you ever venture onto Grand ave. you must stop at the Grand Ole Creamery...yummy
Rick got us a corn dog to share, Oh-My Goodness....so good
Walked right on by this one, now that's willpower!
As we passed by this house, my son Brice said rather matter of-factly, " Beer and roofs don't mix"
I was a little nervous as they danced around on the roof to blaring music with beer in hand.
Right below this "roof party" were these guys...
nuff said :)
Minnesota apparel, Paul Bunyan & Babe the Blue Ox
If you like the smell of cigars, this was the place to be, Stogies on Grand
Hangin' on tight to mama's jeans (a little one could get lost in a hurry here)
We enjoyed a day meandering along Grand Avenue with our kids, not a care in the world,
Just the four of us (and 250,000 others) walking, talking and enjoying our time together.