My Fair Lady
[Previous Rural Farmgirl, April 2009 – May 2010]
One of the things that I love about this time of the year is the county fair. What’s not to love, with their fair food, carnival rides, music in the park, and evening rodeos? I especially love walking through the barns. I love seeing the kids’ animals and reminiscing about being their age, sitting with my friends and conquering (or so we thought) all the world’s problems.
This year at the local fair we had headliners like The Beach Boys and Bucky Covington. While I would say that I am a country music girl first, I love all kinds of music. Fairs are a great way to see some great performances without spending a lot of money. Shortly before country singer Chris LauDoux passed away, my hubby and I were able to see him at the county fair, and it remains on our favorite concerts. I also like that almost always we run into folks we haven’t seen in awhile or we hook up with friends who we’ve been meaning to get together with.
Age has taken a toll on me, though. I am not quite the fair attendee that I used to be. Oh, I still attend and take them in. But, I find that fair food isn’t as agreeable as it used to be and the carnival rides aren’t as settling. I have turned into one of those moms who doesn’t really like my kids to hang out in the carnival area after dark, since many of the folks there scare me even during the daytime. I prefer, rather, to duct tape them to my side (which makes it hard on all of us).
My kids all love the carnival rides, while I tend to get sick just watching them whirl around. I can’t imagine actually getting on one of them. I have never enjoyed them. I could get motion sickness from swinging at the local play-ground so needless to say, I never attended the fair for the rides.
I do love the exhibits, though. I am always amazed by the cleverness of people. I love seeing the pride of those who entered pies, or canned goods, or quilts, or other items they’ve made. The last couple of years, I have been shocked at the cleverness of folks creating things out of Legos. If given a can of Legos and someone came back in an hour to see what I had built, I am sure they would walk in to see me and a can of Legos still on the floor. So I am glad that there are those folks who love to build with them.
Jewelry has become one of my fun finds at fairs. I love hand-crafted earrings. I especially love it when someone can make a pair of earrings that are dainty and fragile using items that I wouldn’t normally think of. I have several pair that I have found over time and they are favorites.
So, for the next few weeks in my neck of the woods, come the weekend that is where you will find me—at the fair, in either the barn or the exhibition halls (or sitting on the lawn, elephant ear in one hand and antacids in the other). It’s fair time.