Waconda Forever

It’s been a week. Had a cold, which in this time of stupid pandemic tricks, is terrifying. But never had a fever, just chills and sweats and general crappiness. So we went to Lake Waconda for my birthday.

Because of course I wanted to, I looked for the largest ball of twine in Cawker City. It was right on the road, and I missed it three separate times.

But, in any case, we went to Lake Waconda where they had the 6th Annual Wakonda Indian Festival. It was quite nice. Not too many people, although we diligently wore our masks and socially distanced.

As did the dancer.

We stuck around for a while, then went home to nap. We came back for a lovely dinner by the lake.

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