Today was a celebration of fall and the Estonian love of mushrooms (yes, I know what you are thinking... and, no, not that kind of mushrooms!). Despite drizzling weather, I headed downtown to check it out. Along with the requisite display of mushrooms -- both edible and toxic -- there was live music and tiny booths selling local handicrafts. I guess the number of wool socks and gloves, knitted scarves, heavy sweaters, and woolen blankets forbade of some rather cool weather ahead. I bought a couple of pairs of wool socks and will consider myself prepared for the time being. As for the mushrooms, I decided not to partake but enjoyed their beautiful shapes and colors.
Click on the link below to view some delectable photos!
This is an aimless blog that gives voices to small joys, quirky happenstances, everyday occurrences, and occasional pesterings as the author navigates her life paths as an educator, transplanted Wyomingite, traveler, and curiosity seeker.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
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The festival was called "Maarjalaat" which translates to St. Mary's Fair. It was great to meet you & I hope to see you more often in Tartu.
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