dog days ...

not only are we well into the dog days of summer, but locally we are also into the start of Civil War Days. There are several reenactment events that take place between now and early Fall and one just happens to be in our town park; which is not actually in town, but on the outskirts on route to my house.  (in the dictionary I believe this falls under "convenient")

as I went about my business of taking pictures, sweating like there was no tomorrow, I quickly appreciated that I was the fortunate one. I was not draped in wool or layers of petticoats, I was in "breathable cotton" and shorts. (breathable my butt!)  And still, they were the ones smiling and having a good ole' time.

this particular gathering is small by comparison to the event in Guyandotte where they take to the streets in battle and there are considerably more encampments set up all around the town.

still . . .

there were horses to be gathered 

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and stores to be ran 

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equipment to be collected

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and battle plans to be made.