Like a ten-year old, I love the county fair. I love the lights and the clowns and the racing pigs. The blue-ribbon vegetables on display, the 4-H girls and their horses, the masses of people waiting in line for deep-fried twinkies (ick!)… it’s an absurd scene and I just can’t get enough of it.
I used to do a lot of my Master Gardener volunteer hours at the fair. I’d go every day and stand around watching the people go by. I had to stay in a little booth most of the time, under a sign that said, “Have a garden question… ask a Master Gardener!” Can you imagine the crazy questions people would dream up to ask? I loved it though, loved to talk with complete strangers about what it was that was killing their prize d
ahlias or whatever. I’d sneak away for ice-cream or lemonade or zeppoles and to pet the horses or visit with the 4-H bunnies.
I like to watch the kids on the rides, too. Tonight I laughed at a mom with her little son on the kiddie roller coaster, shaped like a dragon or an earthworm maybe; she was screaming right along with the rest of the kids.
I’m trying to think of an excuse to go back again tomorrow…
Fairs are such great places to people watch. I think that is my favorite thing to do at them.
Hi. I enjoyed reading your blog. It is very interesting.
I have missed a few days .. what an “interesting” collection of posts!!!!
There is a cartoon in the NewYorker where people send in ideas for the caption. It is a couple in a car going down a road behind a huge world globe. One of the three finalists is something like “I just knew the whole world was going to the cape today” – reminded me of a post you did awhile back of the traffic to the coast on a nice day!!!
Oh .. and now that I think of it .. what a good way to keep people from staying too long .. no chairs!!
Cedrorum: Yeah… quite a mix of interesting people.
Shakespere: Hi and thanks.
Rabbit’s Guy: I really think you’re one to something. She probably hid the chairs when she saw me coming up the driveway.