Good afternoon to all my readers. Hope all is going well. I sat here today debating on the topic for the blog. It is hard sometimes to be inspired with a topic. I sat thinking about when I organized a hayride for some family and friends many years ago. There is this wonderful place in Sugar Grove, Illinois, called Blackberry Farms. It is a great place to visit during the day with the family. There are streets of yesterday, museums, an old train, some old settler buildings, doll museum and much more. We would often take our children there on a Sunday to spend the day.
One year I found out that they had Hay rides in the evening. Well, I just had to arrange that event for everyone. I figured out the cost. Arranged for everyone to bring something to eat. We all arrived, dropped off our coolers by the campfire site. We then loaded ourselves onto the hay filled wagon. There were family and friends and children there. My husband brought along his guitar, and off we went. We were to have an hour and a half hayride through the acreage. It was wonderful. We laughed, told jokes, sang songs. Half way through the ride, the driver pulled up to the rest rooms, and then we made a stop at the location where the fire was to be and the driver started the fire and as it grew, we finished our ride.
Once the ride was over and we all dismounted the wagon, we prepared our hot dogs on sticks, passed the bowls of side dishes, and enjoyed our campfire meal. After we ate, it was time to tell stories around the campfire and of course the favorites with everyone were the ghost stories! We toasted Marshmallows and made smores. It cost barely anything in the and everyone left with a lot of memories, and a little hay stuck to their bottom side.
It took many years later, and I organized a hay ride for my red hat group at the Grove in Glenview. What fun we all had. We might have all been in our 50-70's as we climbed onto the hay filled wagon, but as we were pulled around we sang songs like Sweet Violets and other old favorites. We made a cauldron of soup over the campfire and toasted hot dogs as well. For dessert...we of course made smores just like when we were children and then popped corn over the fire for our ghost stories. We all got to take home a pumpkin at the end of the night as a favor. What a great time we all had. I guess you are never too old for some fun around a campfire. We even had a few extra visitors that night...but not to worry, there were no ghosts or goblins, just a raccoon or two. Fall is almost around the corner. Why not take your family out for a hay ride, a campfire, some smores. I will be telling at Wagner Farms on Sept. 21st from 6-8 in front of a 12 foot bonfire. Come on over, take a hayride, make a smore and sit on some hay and enjoy a story or two...you might decide you may want to stay the entire night! If you come...stop by and say hello!