To date, there has never been a Loblolly with bigger crowds, and the sunshine didn’t disappoint either. My heart feels full to bursting. We used instagram stories to let folks all over the country come to the festival, and I’ve never felt such a spirit of community in our little town in my life. I’ll let the pictures tell the story, mostly as the festival mascot’s tag along. It begins with choosing the right flannel before he leaves the house… Though this would have been more comfortable considering it was 90 degrees.
Then a quick lunch break on a cold marble floor…
AND BACK AT IT!
Can y’all believe how big John Walker is now? HE WAS JUST BORN!
Mae Mae even came!
And we ended the most perfect festival day with a fire for the Ole Miss game at my parents’ house.
Now, please excuse me while I pass out.