How awesome it was to be at the Fair this year with my family.
My husband was in his glory with all of his antique tractor buddies showing off their hard work to everyone. This year he was asked to bring 4 of his latest completed projects, which are rare, OLD steel wheel Twin City tractors. The tractors were petted, talked to, and photographed by countless visitors at the two Fairs we attended. My husband glowed with pride from all of the attention. I even felt a little more smitten towards him after hearing all of the wonderful things people were saying about and to him. Oh, my Hero.....
GirlKid was at the perfect age to completely enjoy the Fair this year, too. She lost all fear of the rides, and was able to enjoy them thoroughly. Thank goodness for 'armband day', or we wouldn't have been able to master the Midway.
The burlap bag was a magic carpet on the HUGE slide.
The Fun House only stumped her the first time through, then she was helping others find their way...over and over!
The Gator rollercoaster was exhilarating, rather than frightening this year. I think she has found the power of the adrenal gland! Adrenaline is our friend! Ya Hoooo!
She made friends with her favorite pony, BlackJack, at the pony rides. He reminded her of our beloved pony that passed away two years ago. My heart ached as she said goodbye to him with real sorrow in her eyes.
At the animal barns, she was full of intelligient questions.
At the Kiddie Barn, she was full of intelligient answers.
I enjoyed the Horticulture building, smugly thinking to myself that I could have won the blue ribbons with my houseplants, outdoor flowers, and garden produce.
The animal barns were a source of information for me, as I am an amatuer at raising livestock. How on earth do they get those pigs so docile and clean? And how about those gigantic cattle tied up with a mere rope in open stalls! What did they do to the lambs' tails? Mine were docked, but they at least have a bit of a stub. The ones at the fair, and I mean every one, was completely gone, as if they never had a tail...Weird, kinda. And the Nubian goats (I think) --the ones that have no ears...why are they bred to have no ears? They reminded me of a cat I once knew who's ears were frostbitten off. Gotta love the animal barns. They make me wonder about so much.
Fair Food..........the smells, the flavors, the colors....say no more, I gotta lose 5 lbs. now.
The absolutely best part about the fair was watching my daughter and husband together on the Tilt - A - Whirl. Their grins were as wide as the seat. Wish I had some high speed film with me to share the moment. They both looked so grown up, and they both looked like little kids.
5 comments:
Kath, I came in to your space this morning because you had left such beautiful kind words in my blog and I wanted to meet you.
I have to tell you I have found a peace here in this space and a good natured, loving feeling, and that’s something for me today that I didn’t anticipate.
I’ll explain, I was trying to indulge in a mini breakdown I think. Purely hormonal in nature, I think, complete with crying jag and running everyone but the dog from the house, and even he is looking for a way out without having to ask me to open the door.
Thank you sweetie, your blog is a comforting place to be.
I love the last line “They both looked so grown up and they both looked like little kids.” I’ve seen that happen before too, it’s magic.
Xx, Lori, and it’s nice to meet you hon.
Gee thanks, Lori...I've been peeking in at your blog after visiting Writer Mom's. I really enjoy the way you and others are able to express themselves in print, or with a brush on canvas.
I feel priviledged that you read my words and felt compelled to leave such a kind message.
Thank you. Now I feel like a better person, too! Funny how that works! Smiles...
Oh, Kath. This is wonderful.
And I realized...?...sheep are born with tails?
I'm sad now that I missed the fairs this year. Tom took the kids one evening while I was writing. Kinda funny, considering how lovely you described it. I would have had so much more material had I gone.
I always loved fair time as a kid.
And Tom and I pretty much sealed our love for each other at a fair, but that's all a long story.
Anyway.
I smiled wide smiles reading this.
Am very proud of your hubby and daughter.
Wish you'd had high speed film.
Glad I stopped in tonight.
(Does everyone remember a cat with frostbitten ears?? Probably just us farm girls.)
Holy Crap! Writer Mom and Fine
Artist?! On the same comment box?! Who's next, Zilla? All of my computer karma has come back to me twofold.
You are my Blogger Heros. I feel like I just caught a home run fly ball from Hank Aaron...that was autographed.
Okay then. Next post please!
*Pictures of chickens and you'll have me forever.
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