An unseasonably cool and cloudy morning as the cat peers out the window at the bird on the newly trimmed bush under the window. It feels like fall weather. August may not be more 90 degree days after all. And I'm good with that. We had more than our share.
It's nice to be outside. Away from the campaign ads assaulting the airwaves. I visited the county fair this week, and it was a perfect day... nice blue sky puffy clouds. Walking from the parking lot in the wide open field toward the main gate, I remembered how excited I used to be at fair time. The rides, the food, the demo derby. Especially when I was in high school. It was a time for seeing your school friends for the first time in weeks. Or how about throwing darts to win a big mirror with a picture of a Queen Album cover etched into it? I kept that thing, schlepping it around for 25 years of my life, finally getting rid of it when it was damaged in one of my numerous moves.
These days I am juggling a slice of pizza while walking around the booths and talking to people selling things. Perhaps some new casement windows for the house? Sure, come see me. Give me a bid. Or a stroll through the flower barn. A peppermint Zinna won first place. I have several of those here. I could of had a blue ribbon.... but my sunflower isn't that high. Sheesh. That big one must have been 15 feet.
Didn't want a picture of myself with a python for 5 bucks. Not even if they paid ME the five bucks to have my picture taken with their python.
Ate some fudge. Admired the new style fancy chicken coops (with windows and shutters and a gabled roof).
Sat on a bench for a while and saw far too many ugly tattoos. Why Why Why do people do that to themselves? Am I judging people or just expressing an opinion? Probably both.
Time to go.
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