I love the fair. When I was but a wee baby Kathryn, my first outing with my parents after I was born was to the fair. The fair is in my blood, it's in my heart, it's in my soul. It's the perfect combination of deliciously bizarre food, handicrafts on display, baby animals, creepy midway attractions, and incredible people watching. Oh, and did I mention the food? Sadly I only got to eat cheese on a stick (a must for any vegetarian who secretly misses corn dogs and isn't too picky about the questionably vegetarian preparation methods of said cheese on a stick), and my beloved PINEAPPLE WHIP. I sprung for the $6 cup, I think it was a solid choice.
manna from heaven
death-defying dog trick show, to benefit shelter animals!
Amaaaazing 4-H displays. I love this kind of thing. Pumpkin cow!
BAYBEEEEE GOATS!!!
Sheep and baby sheep! These sheep rock! (this one's for you, Allison)
This weekend I made my way to War Eagle Mill in northwest Arkansas for my first trip to the War Eagle craft fair! I've been wanting to go for a couple of years now, but this was the first time it was logistically possible. It was definitely an experience. With nearly 300 vendors in one place, I began to feel overwhelmed with options. I didn't get to wander among the booths as long as I would have liked, but there were some great vendors, both of handcrafted goods and of vintage odds and ends. Ultimately, the heat and dust won out over my curiosity and we departed the fair earlier than we had planned, but I was still glad I made the trip. The Ozarks are always gorgeous in the fall, and there's something about craft fairs that just seem autumny to me. What are your favorite autumn excursions?
