Honoring Daddy : I had a fantastic time when I visited some German friends for nine days who live in ABQ, New Mexico. They are friends with a German couple that brought their balloon to the Hot Air Balloon Fiesta. It's the world's largest hot air balloon festival. I was blessed to be able to be on the chase crew with my friends for the German balloon.

Friday, October 19, 2012

I had a fantastic time when I visited some German friends for nine days who live in ABQ, New Mexico. They are friends with a German couple that brought their balloon to the Hot Air Balloon Fiesta. It's the world's largest hot air balloon festival. I was blessed to be able to be on the chase crew with my friends for the German balloon.

6:00am

It was 30 degrees in the mornings but it warmed up later in the day.

Looking into the balloon.

I was on the chase crew for this balloon.

Our balloon is shaped like a German apple cider jug.

Up,up and away!

View from when I went up in the German balloon.

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Rebecca October 19, 2012 at 6:15 PM
WOW!! Amazing pictures! You must have had SO much fun! Riding in a hot air balloon! WOW!! You are SO lucky! :D
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The Homespun Dress

Oh, yes, I am a Southern girl,
And glory in the name,
And boast it with far greater pride,
Than glittering wealth or fame.

We envy not the Northern girl,
Her robes of beauty rare,
Though diamonds grace her snowy neck,
And pearls bedeck her hair,

Chorus ---- Hurrah! Hurrah!
For the sunny South so dear;
Three cheers for the homespun dress
The Southern ladies wear!

The homespun dress is plain, I know,
My hat's palmetto too;
But then it shows what Southern girls
For Southern rights will do.
We send the bravest of our land,
To battle with the foe
And we will lend a helping hand ---
We love the South, you know.

Chorus.

Now Northern goods are out of date;
And since old Abe's blockade,
We Southern girls can be content
With good that's Southern made.
We send our sweethearts to the war;
But, dear girls, never mind ---
Your soldier-love will ne'er forget
The girl he left behind.

Chorus.

The soldier is the lad for me --
A brave heart I adore;
And when the sunny South is free,
And when fighting is no more,
I'll choose me then a lover brave
From all that gallant band;
The soldier lad I love the best
Shall have my heart and hand.

Chorus.

The Southern land's a glorious land,
And has a glorious cause;
Then cheer, three cheers for Southern rights,
And for the Southern boys!
We scorn to wear a bit of silk,
A bit of Northern lace,
But make our homespun dresses up,
And wear them with a grace.

Chorus.

And now, young man, a word to you:
If you would win the fair,
Go to the field where Honor calls,
And win your lady there.
Remember that our brightest smiles
Are for the true and brave,
And that our tears are all for those
Who fill a soldier's grave.

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