But dogs. Okay. Dogs come first, as usual. And the weather was perfect!!!
|Leg the parade begin!|
Here they come, August of 2012, sponsored this year by the Northport-Omena Chamber of Commerce, with proceeds going to Black Sheep Crossing, a no-kill animal rescue farm. Cherry Scott and dog handler below with rescued Great Pyrenees represent the local nonprofit.
|Guard breed represents "sheep crossing"|
|Here's the Chamber float with Cherryland guest aboard|
|Colorful canine and human walkers|
There were dogs of all sizes, some experienced parade walkers and many enthusiastic newbies. The nautical theme, "Old Un-Salty Dog," inspired many. Moby-Dick below was hard to handle in the stiff breeze, but take it from me, he was brilliant.
|Moby-Dick in the wind|
Border collie rescue! Look at them! Wouldn't you rescue those darlings, too?
|Border Collie Rescue|
|He's wearing a Dog Ears Books shirt!!!|
|Mary and Nike|
|Many more parade participants....|
|What's a parade without a band?|
|Friends of Library with Clifford (the big red dog) and Stanley Steamer|
|A sailor from the Northport Navy...|
|...and close on his heels, a pirate in arms!|
|Here were MORE pirates!|
|Antique fire engine followed by amphicar told us |
the parade was almost over for another year
|There it goes--and it was a great one!|
Yes, another dog parade here and gone, but the day was not done. The wine festival was going on down by the harbor, with live music, and Waukazoo Street had live music of its own, thanks to Motovino adding to the ambience of our downtown neighborhood.
|Musicians play jazz on Waukazoo Street|
We were not just kicking back and resting on our laurels at 106, either. With two galleries in our building, we greeted the public from 5-8 p.m., with three live artists (as I like to call them) on hand.
|Which artist snagged the best parking spot?|
It was almost 9 o'clock before we locked up for the night, but all in all I have to say it was a definite sweetpea of a day. One for the memory books, and all of it captured by my trusty old camera.
|Wild sweetpeas for my friend in New South Wales|