I just love a good Pumpkinfest three days before Halloween, even if it’s on an unseasonably warm day and my old pumpkin t-shirt just doesn’t breathe all that well. It’s hard to get in the spooky spirit when it’s 85 and humid outside, but I still do my best.

To say the fest was crowded is an understatement. It was jam packed with people for four blocks. There were booths and food trucks a-plenty. I’d say a good time was had by all.

There were a fair amount of people costumed up for the occasion. There were also people like me who chose to dip their toes in the Halloween waters by wearing t-shirts with pumpkins on them. And there were a few dogs in costume, which is always a winner in my book.

There’s just something magical about a festival in Franklin. All the shops are open later and all the food from all the various venders makes for a pleasant cacophony of smells. Plus, seeing all the people having a good time made my little heart happy.

So I’m looking forward to the next festival in December, A Dickens of a Christmas. More fun will definitely be had by all.