Yes, there is a festival in a neighboring town called Mule Day. It's been an annual event since 1834 and brings in about 200,000 visitors each year. It all seemed rather anti-climactic to me, seeing as I had waited five years to go to this celebration of all things mule. Maybe we needed to go to more than just the parade ...
Anyway, here are pictures from the Mule Day 2009 parade (note the wagons full of Mule Queens past, as well as the Mule Queen 2009 and her court).
We left before the parade ended. You've seen a hundred mules, you've seen them all, right?
I am a Northern transplant in a Southern world, a suburban girl thrust into the country life, Rocky Balboa surrounded by Scarlett O'Haras and Miss Mellies. Every day is an adjustment, every day is an adventure, every day is a struggle to keep my Northern accent.
I stay home on our mini-farm to raise our three little girls (5-year-old Bean, 3 1/2-year-old Cakes, and baby Peanut). I started this blog to maintain my sanity and an adult vocabulary.