The weather was dreary, my SLR was broken and I processed all the iPhone pictures with a filter that makes us look jaundiced BUT… we still had fun at a local fair.
Ordinarily the kitsch and general bizarro-world of fairs and carnivals are my absolute favorite places to take pictures: some of my favorite photographs are from one of our Coney Island adventures. Not having my real camera for this trip was a bummer, but hey, at least I was present and not saying, “Wait wait wait wait WAIT. Hold on. Let me just take a picture of this. And that. And OOOOoo!!! Look over there!”.
Yeah. This little sweet potato broke my heart a little, and I just stood there staring at her and talking to her like an insane person for quite a while. Animals at places like this make me horribly depressed: I’ve mentioned that in previous posts after trips to petting zoos. This gorgeous girl looked well taken care of, though, so I didn’t cause a ruckus and start yelling at anyone… this time.
As we walked out the front gate after a full day of gorging on fried things and kicking ass at water gun races, I waved goodbye and shouted, “Bye fair! See you next year!”.
Pete looked at me in horror and I said, “What? Did you think this was a one time thing? Welcome to parenthood. You might as well enjoy the fried dough and pig races while they last because before we know it, she’ll be coming to places like this with her boyfriend.”.