My Fair Ladies

Those FAIR ladies were up early and ready to roll . . .

(well, some of us lagged a bit)

Eager to enter the gates
And take in some fun!


The first day is always the tidiest,
With freshly planted flowerbeds
And cleanly swept pathways.


First stop . . .
Our church's Coffee concession.


Then on to see those majestic
(and ENORMOUS!)
Budweiser Clydesdale horses.


Next, a peek at the sheared sheep


And the baby piggies asleep,


Then a petting of goats

And bunnies so soft.

This prize winning Black Australorp
Impressed us with his stature.
(Will Bossy Bob and Dapper Dan attain such heights?)
WOW!

These cute chicks caught my eye.

Then on to pet horses,

Little burros,


And sedate mules.



Anyone hungry?


OF COURSE!


After a luncheon of Cornish pasties
(introduced to our mining town way back in the 1800's
by the Cornish miners who emigrated here),
a hot dog from the Grass Valley Firehouse for Rachel
(hold the five-alarm chili, thanks),
washed down with freshly made lemonade,
just-whipped slushie, and iced-tea for me . . .


We set out for the Midway.


Bumping into a chum
Is always fun!


As are games of skill (?)

and THRILLING rides!!

Of course,
no fair experience is ever complete
without a whirl around the ferris wheel!

All too soon we found ourselves
awaiting a magic carpet ride home
(Thanks Dad!)
to rest and savor memories of this special day . . .

while dreaming about
NEXT year's fair!