fall fest

The Fall Festival has been a staple to the start of school/fall. The fest is nearly a sort of New Year's Eve for me, seeing as I mark September more as a start of a new year than January. Unfortunately, my 20-year-old taste buds don't savor the smoked sausage from my church's tent like that of my seven-year-old self, nor do the arts-and-crafts grab my eye like they used to. French cuisine and crafty roommates will do that to a gal. I still enjoy the nostalgia and wouldn't miss a Labor Day in Frankfort for nothing. Here are some photos from this year's festivities: