In what seems to be becoming a (wonderful!) yearly tradition, The Boy and I celebrated the Equinox by heading out to our local fair. The Boy’s parents came too and although a little confused at first about the carnival aspects which first present themselves, they got into the swing of things as we wandered around the exhibitors, through the Antique Tractors and Sundry Motors section (The Boy and his dad), and the Reptile (petting) Zoo exhibit (The Boy’s mom and I).
We had a gorgeous day for it, although it had started out grey and drizzly. I actually ended up regretting not bringing my shades, as the afternoon wore on. Happily, there was always the small farm animal barn to visit…
That barn was filled — once again! — with adorable barnyard critters. I especially loved the fluffy little pile formed by the baby ducklings as they huddled for warmth (the barn was drafty!) as well as the crush of rabbits — how many do you see piled up behind that one enormous, fat, white one? Also, is anyone else freaked out by the way goats have those horizontal square pupils? Creepy.
Once again, there were tiny birds in the chicken section (The Boy guesses Cornish Hen; I guessed grouse or quail) and though they didn’t have the beautiful, colourful plumage of last year’s Speedy Birds, they proved pretty much as difficult for me to capture.
Then, of course, there was the mandatory Feeding Of The Cutes… especially once I saw that there was an alpaca in the pen! You probably can’t tell from the picture below, but the alpaca is squawking in no uncertain terms at its spotted colleague (llama? miniature giraffe? what is that thing??) to Stay Away From Its Food, Y’Hear? Don’t worry though, I was pretty good about distributing my pellets.
After that, we wandered over to something we’d never seen before: the cattle judging! Fear not, I took pictures of a host of animals in that barn…
…alright, I just couldn’t do it. The atmosphere in that barn(they were right in the middle of judging a line of cows) was too serious. So I stuck to taking pictures of the hay bale animals instead — but aren’t they cute?
After that, of course, we indulged in what I consider the highlight of any fair:
garbage fair food.
In case you’re thinking that a single pogo on my part was quite restrained, you should know that there’s more. I went on to have a very full chocolate turnover, a killaloe Beavertail, as well as helping the Boy with his poutine (of course). The Boy had one of those awesome lemonades made by the poor slaves trapped in the giant lemons and some disappointing jerky. (I was surprised that he didn’t try out one of the many smoked meat places.)
We did a little shopping, arrived at the lumberjack sports* “arena” just in time for the show to end (a recurring theme: we missed the butter-making and beekeeping displays too — boo!), wandered through some more stalls, and hung around to listen to the live band (Carroll Baker) for a few songs (very good!).
* For some reason, the idea of “lumberjack sports” just cracks me up. I’m not saying they’re not hard or athletic: just… I don’t know it’s funny? Maybe it’s the thought of someone introducing themselves as a “lumberjack athlete” that gets me…
After that, we headed over to my personal favourite display: the agricultural prizes. This is where you can view all the prize-winning crops, honeys, pies, cookies and preserves. What I really look forward to, though, is the Odd-Shaped Vegetable category. I don’t know why, but it’s my favourite.
This year, they added the qualification of “decoration” to the veggies — so cute!! There were too many awesome ones, all of which looked horrible photographed through the chain link. So you’ll have to take my word for it… and check it out next year! (I couldn’t stop myself from snapping a shot of that one yellow pumpkin though, although it’s more “veggie art” than misshapen anything.)
We admired a couple more displays before hitting traffic…
…just kidding. The Boy’s mom offered to take a picture of me driving the hay wagon; how could I possibly say no??
Overall, it was a super-fun afternoon, and I am so excited for next year! Our little fair’s 150th birthday will be next year, and I can not wait to see what they’ve got planned, because I’m sure it’ll be something special.
Hurray for fall fairs!