Tuesday, August 21, 2012
The 2012 Fair season is officially over, and we survived. Three hundred and sixty some odd days until we get up the gumption to do it again. Our little community has two Fairs that we are eligible to enter, and of which we usually gladly do our part to support. What began years ago as a nice addition to our home schooling has become a bit of a ruling force of our summers, but none of us complains too loudly, especially when the Fair checks arrive in our mail box.
Being a person who enjoys new projects, deadlines, and working until 2:00 in the morning to finish a quilt makes the Fair appealing. This year we broadened our horizons and entered about every category from natural sciences to baking, gardening to woodworking, paper mache to bead work, cheeses to butter, and the political realm to photography.
Cole also entered chickens for the first time, and his rabbits for a second year. He came away with some blue and red ribbons, and even a grand champion for showmanship. I came away with nearly a hundred pictures of a boy who had nowhere to hide as he stood before the judges stand.