Yes, folks, we stepped right up, and went to the
Puyallup Fair in the rain yesterday. We thought it wouldn't been crowded because of the rain, but it sure was! We had a great time: The 4-H barns reminded us of family members who spent untold hours raising, showing, and judging livestock. The
FFA displays brought to mind some of those same relatives, and all the good times they had in that organization. I was fascinated by Grange displays, and in awe of the crafts that were entered. I am comforted to know that canning, knitting, sewing, tatting, crochet, and all the other crafts are not dead, not even in Western Washington! We ate some very tasty, very bad for us food, and each of us pledged to never let the other be shot up into the air while attached to any form of bungee cord.
Whew! Thank goodness for County Fairs! It was nice to leave shiny, urban, liberal Bellevue, and get a taste of places where there's room for livestock, where handwork matters, and I can eat a corn dog while Nate enjoys Red Cassock from the Piroshki booth. Next year, we're going to the Rodeo, and we can't wait!