Down on the Farm

I hope that two days away from Disneyland won't make you go berserk! But a few pictures from Knott's Berry Farm are always welcome in my book.

In this first image, a group of folks is gathered outside the jail, and I am guessing that "Sad Eyed Joe", the jail's permanent prisoner, just said something pretty funny. Grandma thinks so, anyway!


I love this beautiful photo looking down the main drag of the Ghost Town in the golden afternoon sunlight. The Indian Chief is probably starting to think about clocking out and maybe getting a nice hamburger for dinner (one reader said that he drove a Porche home at night!). The Train is down at the end of the street, just waiting for you to take a ride! That stand of magnificent eucalyptus trees (I can smell 'em now!) really adds to the feel of "old California".


Sorry that this one is kind of dark and murky, but it has a monkey. A MONKEY, do you hear?? And monkey's get automatic priority here on GDB. The organ grinder is wearing a shirt that is as brightly colored as a gypsy wagon. The crowd loves him! That's because of his magic monkey. I was reading about gypsies, also known as the Roma people (not Romanian, though...). They in fact have their origins in India! "The Roma are still thought of as wandering nomads in the popular imagination..." although of course that isn't true these days.