Saturday was the Clovis Balloon Fest. It’s part of a fall celebration in Old Town Clovis, a suburb of Fresno. Terry and I got up at 4:30 so as to be there when the balloons were inflated at 6:15.
Some friends came by and joined us for coffee and orange rolls. It’s our traditional balloon fest breakfast, going back to the 1980s when Fresno hosted 30 balloons each fall, when there were still large parcels of open land on which to set up these massive air-filled creatures.