It was a splendid autumn day for the annual Wellesley Apple Butter Festival. I wore a black asymmetrical hand-knit wrap top which I bought several years ago at a Christmas market. This asymmetrical plaid skirt is over ten years old and my black booties are thrifted ($10.)
Wellesley is an old little town about a half hour drive from where we live. The local arena is converted to a huge craft show and vendors are along the village streets. One of my dear friends that I hadn’t seen in ages was there.
I bought a cute owl eternity scarf and lovely red, black and beige plaid gloves with a little bow and black lace trim.
This festival always draws a crowd but this year seemed larger than usual. We always buy apple fritters but the line was too long, it would take an hour to get some so we decided not to wait. Instead, we meandered around the village and enjoyed talking to a local–an elderly gentleman who used to live in this old house. It’s 160 years old and he was happy to tell us some of the history.
We browsed through an antique shop–a former mill–with many unique items.
The town offers free wagon rides to the local Apple Cider Mill with a tour of the mill and you can watch apple cider being made. We took our grandchildren last time and it was educational as well as tasty!
There’s antique cars on display and remote controlled boats on a pond, live music and dancing (I’ve previously danced with a line dance performance group).
An enjoyable day trip, one of autumn’s pleasures.
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