Ah, once again it is State Fair season in Minnesota.
The fair marks the start of my favorite time of year, when summer and fall are arguing over which season it should be.
Maybe because I associate the fair with my favorite season, I always try to spend time there. This year, however, I have a lot of travel and a lot of work happening at the same time, so I really don’t have a lot of time to spend taking in the fair. Indeed, this afternoon is going to be it for the year.
Of course, one of the good things about the fair is that both always the same and always different, so there is no need to waste any time getting oriented!
The Agriculture Horticulture Building
We start with the horticultural building. After all, where else does one go to check out the best (all things are relative) and the rest of the annual crop of seed art?
There’s more here too.
For example, how about a few fancy scarecrows to project those seeds until they are ready for harvest?
If that isn’t enough to keep the crows at bay, maybe you could just pelt them with sugar beets.
I usually try to get here for the orchid show, but I missed it this year. Instead we found a whole room of rather odd, over-the-top flower arrangements.
Quilts and other creative activities
Years ago I used to help set up the displays in the Creative Activities building, so I need to check out this year’s crop of sewing, knitting, and quilting. Especially the quilts.
Especially those last two. That funky Christmas tree design looks really cool and pretty manageable – if I can find the time. On the other hand, that Hawaiian-style quilt is something right of my quilting fantasies. Oh to be able to make something so subtle and intricate! It may look simple, but that was a difficult piece to pull off and I am so envious!
State fair food
Naturally, food is important too. Both as a competitive activity and as a means of sustenance.
It’s also important to visit friends and colleagues who are working at the fair to make sure they are having fun.
They seem to be doing ok.
Next stop, the art building. Someday I’m going to enter something and see if I can get in, but until then I’ll just take in the work of others. . . in whatever odd form it might take.
This year there is a big doll display. I’m not really into owning dolls myself, but I am always amazed at how anyone can make an inanimate object project so much emotion.
The end of the day
I’m inside, hard at work handing out maps when the rain comes. I can see it coming down in buckets and am very happy to be here instead of out on the midway somewhere.
By the time I finish my shift, the sun has come and gone and night has fallen, allowing me a yet another perspective as I leave for another year.