So I was debating joining the throngs of Philly people heading to the shore today, when my mom convinced me to join her and my dad for a day at the Kutztown Folk Festival. When I hear Folk Festival I think dirty hippies (which is totally cool!) but this was more PA dutch. It was a good time, despite the absolutely sweltering weather (high 90s with very little shade).
Old fashioned merry go round (pulled by that horse).

Oogling Amish quilts. Isaac announced loudly that quilting was "a good thing for old ladies to do". Several old ladies turned around and chuckled.

One of my favorites.

All of the food was PA Dutch type. Seriously, gross.

Eis Kalt Lemon Drinka

Picking up some new profanity.

Bubble machine/organ.

Isaac rode around through the dust in one of those little tin can cars.

This was fun.

Hex signs.