Back at the Fair, after three years! Nothing like the heart warming smell of poop on a chilly day.
There was a lot of meandering -through the crowds of farm folks, enthusiastic children and adults, and the many stalls( either for or of the animals). There was also a lot of food sampling, and some amount of drawing...
The fair seemed a bit smaller- there were no chicken and turkey to be seen. I missed those colourful fellows in the rows of tiny little cages...
Farm fresh cheese and fruits...there was a new kind of apple sliced up for tasting. I don't remember what it was called, but the lady was very impressed with my apt description of its taste as a combination of the flavours of 2 other kinds of apples.
Doesn't the pattern on her back
remind you of continents on the white expanse of the sea?
There was a lot of meandering -through the crowds of farm folks, enthusiastic children and adults, and the many stalls( either for or of the animals). There was also a lot of food sampling, and some amount of drawing...
The fair seemed a bit smaller- there were no chicken and turkey to be seen. I missed those colourful fellows in the rows of tiny little cages...
Farm fresh cheese and fruits...there was a new kind of apple sliced up for tasting. I don't remember what it was called, but the lady was very impressed with my apt description of its taste as a combination of the flavours of 2 other kinds of apples.
'Sassy' the cow's got the whole world on her back...
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