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Day 12: Something you love.

Winfield. Or, more formally, the Walnut Valley Festival. It's a week of constant music, miserable heat during the day, cold weather at night, the occasional flood or tornado, breaking strings, remembering where you are (or where you should be going), listening for the ice truck, and keeping track of which port-a-potty got serviced last.

We go every year, although we're wavering this year about whether to spend the full week there, or to pay the full week price and come home at night. We get tired of being there after a few days. But it's still awesome, and I'm so, so ready for it this year.