I don't even know why I said "ya'll".
I'm not Southern.
I'm not even from Southern Iowa.
So... I've been-a-hemming-and-a-hawing (again with the southern thing) over whether or not to apply once again to our local art festival.
The deadline is March 31st.
I've known this for a while.
But again with the hemming and hawing.
Being turned down once already was apparently more of a blow than I had anticipated.
But, as someone lovingly mentioned to me the other day when I was feeling a bit sorry for myself: "Keep at it! You know you won't be there if you don't apply!"
Thank you Mrs. Nelson :)
After taking a ton of pics...
Then hating the pics...
Then taking a ton more pics...
...only to realize that my memory card was not in my camera...
Then putting the memory card back and taking and editing a ton more pics...
I narrowed it down from 257 to the 3 I needed.
Paid my application fee.
And now I wait.
Happily, anxiously, counting down the days,