The County Fair and Rodeo has come and gone. The orchestration of this event deserves to be applauded.
The All Purpose Room at the school was filled to standing room only with folks who held onto the sole purpose of enjoyment. Two cafeteria tables were almost overflowing with homemade cakes, pies and ice cream. If I was a pig, I could have wallowed in the homemade ice cream until it was totally integrated into my being and my voracious appetite appeased.
My coworker, Cynthia, won Grand Champion for her single-crust pie, a lemon meringue. She also won Grand Champion for her two-crust pie, a yummy peach. The feat was fabulous, considering that I called her the night before to tell her about the event. She had brought her pies to our place of employment in the past and I instantly knew that her pies were worthy of outstanding accolades.
The Open Fair brought forth a showing of artistry and creative ambition from a generation of crafts people. Horticulture, photography, painting, quilting, crocheting. knitting, canning, baking, stained glass, jewelry, wood-burning, and wood working were well represented. Many inspirational and interesting pieces were displayed.
Squeals of delight and excitement emanated from the carnival grounds as kids from everywhere and every age were spun from a delightful dizziness into a delirious destiny of the moment. Rodeo viewers watched as daredevils poignantly pitted themselves against their challenging plight of the evening.
All week long 4H children and young adults proudly displayed the production of their efforts. Horses, pigs, cows, sheep, lambs, goats and chickens were transported to the fairgrounds to be judiciously inspected.
An unexpected visit from four friends (who occasionally drift through the area) and from various nefarious locals created a lively night of tale telling, warmed by the glow of the chimenea. Crackling wood and spewing sparks lent a neanderthal atmosphere to a star-filled night sky graced with the diminishing full moon of Friday.
Please help me. I have a plant in my yard that I am unable to identify. It's about three feet in diameter and approximately two feet tall. The branches are of a squiggly nature and prefer to grow wherever they go. Along the stems are rust-colored, berry-like clusters that span an area of three to five inches along the length of the plants many arms. They taste quite sweet. The grasshoppers have decimated the leaves but the bulk of the plant continues to thrive. After the excitement of the County Fair vaporizes I plan to take a stem to the County Extension Office and hopefully solve the mystery of the unknown.