{"id":563,"date":"2008-10-08T05:51:03","date_gmt":"2008-10-08T09:51:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/?p=563"},"modified":"2008-10-08T06:12:48","modified_gmt":"2008-10-08T10:12:48","slug":"flocking-to-the-fair","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/?p=563","title":{"rendered":"Flocking to the Fair"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"font-family: Times; font-size: 16px\" class=\"Apple-style-span\"><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: #ffffff; font: normal normal normal 1em\/1.3em Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; padding: 0.5em\">\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">I love this time of year.\u00c2\u00a0 The air is getting cooler.\u00c2\u00a0 The mornings are brisk.\u00c2\u00a0 The fair is coming.\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">It starts today at three.\u00c2\u00a0 I am lucky enough to live in town and not too terribly far away from the fairgrounds&#8230;not quite close enough to hear the sounds or smell the cotton candy and elephant ears, but just close enough to be able to drive there in less than 30 minutes. \u00c2\u00a0Going several times will definitely be an option for me. \u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">I like to go with different friends that span generations.\u00c2\u00a0 When you do that, you get to experience it from a variety of views.\u00c2\u00a0 Going with young friends, we get to see how many rides we can squeeze in and how many \u00e2\u20ac\u0153prizes\u00e2\u20ac\u009d we can win.\u00c2\u00a0 Woo woo!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><span style=\"font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal\" class=\"Apple-style-span\">I have one friend that loves to ride the tilt-o-whirl &#8211; my FAVORITE ride.\u00c2\u00a0 I hope I get a chance to go with her.\u00c2\u00a0 We can ride over and over again.\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">Then there are my more \u00e2\u20ac\u0153mature\u00e2\u20ac\u009d friends that like to see the cakes, crafts, have a lemonade and watch people.\u00c2\u00a0 I love to watch people, too, and to go see the art exhibit. \u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">When I was younger I entered my artwork in the fair. One of the years I entered my carefully constructed collage -\u00c2\u00a0<em>Time Travels<\/em>\u00c2\u00a0&#8211; I won not only a first place ribbon but the overall first place in the amateur division.\u00c2\u00a0 I still like to see what creativity is shared in the crafts and art sections. One of my friends just found out the items she knitted won a first place and a good many second place awards this year.\u00c2\u00a0 We will go and view those and celebrate her victory.\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">I also enjoy to go with my, now 25 year old, son.\u00c2\u00a0 He loves it all&#8230;and doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t mind riding the double ferris wheel with me.\u00c2\u00a0 Since I have been scared of heights in my younger days and have gradually made myself get over that through the years, he likes to ride with me and &#8211; only occasionally &#8211; will taunt me a bit by gently shaking the seat. I have to admit I enjoy having him with me at the fair when he can make it.\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">I also look forward to going with someone I have never been with before.\u00c2\u00a0 I savor the experience of going with someone different so I can see the sights and sounds from that person\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s perspective.\u00c2\u00a0 Not sure who that will be this year yet, but I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t wait to see.\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">Of course, each year our fair seems to bring the rains we need.\u00c2\u00a0 This year looks like no exception.\u00c2\u00a0 They are calling for the rain to start this afternoon and go all the way through the weekend. \u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">You just have to smile when that happens. \u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><strong>My wish for you today\u00c2\u00a0<\/strong>is that you find yourself taking time to smell the smells, see the sites, and maybe even spin in the tilt-o-whirl a couple of times when the fair comes to town.\u00c2\u00a0 After all, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a tradition that brings out the silly pants in a great many of us and takes us into a frivolous and carefree stage&#8230;if but for only a moment.\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"font: normal normal normal 12px\/normal Helvetica; margin: 0px\"><span style=\"letter-spacing: 0px\">~ Joellen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I love this time of year.\u00c2\u00a0 The air is getting cooler.\u00c2\u00a0 The mornings are brisk.\u00c2\u00a0 The fair is coming.\u00c2\u00a0 \u00c2\u00a0 It starts today at three.\u00c2\u00a0 I am lucky enough to live in town and not too terribly far away from the fairgrounds&#8230;not quite close enough to hear the sounds or smell the cotton candy and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[21,25,26,16,27],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-563","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-entertainment","category-familyfriends-gatherings","category-food-and-drink","category-life-events","category-living-life-to-the-fullest"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/563","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=563"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/563\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=563"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=563"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=563"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}