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| Lachen, Aksel, and I went to this festival on the shores of Lake Nokomis yesterday. We biked over, joined in some dancing lessons taught by two Native American dancers. The boys planted milkweed seeds, and we learned about the monarch's migration from Minnesota to Mexico through a game sort of like musical chairs. It was a short bike ride from our house, and a beautiful way to start a busy day of soccer, hockey, and a perfect late summer meal near Cedar Lake at one of Shawn's coach's house. It was a picture perfect fall day. Lest you think that's the only festival we attended this weekend, we also went to the inaugural Kramczuk's Kielbasa Festival in Northeast Minneapolis. The sheer quantity of festivals in this city is downright dizzying. Of course, I loved that festival because the entrance fee brought with it a commemorative stein. Lithuanian culture abounded including a organ grinder and some women dressed up as enormous felt Baltic Easter eggs.
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