at the end of the parade

A small child admires the town street sweepers, the traditional final unit of the local festival parade.

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I always think of these as “Land Zambonis”.

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4 Responses to at the end of the parade

  1. I hadn’t thought about it but you’re right. Not ice but leaves.

  2. Pam Bliss says:

    Not so much leaves as dust, grit and general fragments of the world. When leaf time comes we have actual giant vacuum cleaners.

  3. Tom Cherry says:

    Land Zamboni is very apt..

  4. Pam Bliss says:

    The funny thing is is that our town now has a genuine “ice Zamboni” as well–a little one for our new downtown ice rink, set to debut this winter. El Nino permitting.

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