I was thrilled to get to watch a parade that did not require hot glue and poster putty.
This real parade was in the mountain town of Blowing Rock, North Carolina.
I will spare you commentary. Enjoy the parade.
I will mention my favorite character in the parade. Let’s call her Sparkle.
She came through three times. I think she cut the corner and came back around.
I love a parade!
There are three parades each year that I try not to miss.
The Blowing Rock parade on Thanksgiving weekend is one of them.
I am always glad to see some of the same characters every year.
The leader is a lady clown on her three-wheeler with a basket and balloons.
Among the old trucks is the “Mater” truck with a stained glass window and a swing for a seat.
I always look forward to the woman pulling the tiny truck carrying a Christmas tree.
There are also noisy groups of happy cloggers.
and dance troupes.
This year they were in Nutcracker costumes.
A Grinch or two shows up.
Anyone can join in the parade. Big or little.
Two legs or four legs.
We debated whether this was Scooby Doo or a Kangaroo?
I see all this as an opportunity for anyone to stop traffic and strut their stuffing.
It’s such a family friendly event.
Santa brings up the rear riding in a bucket firetruck.
I love this parade of characters.
We always watch the parade from the funeral home. They have an awning for shade.
The Troutman parade never disappoints.
It’s a mix of characters and critters,
cars and campers,
patriotic symbols and patriots,
and of course there’s a band,
advertisements for businesses,
even real animals
but my FAVORITE of all slipped quietly by in the midst of all the action and noise.
A precious little lady in her bonnet, shyly waving to the crowd.
Oh! I love a parade.