All Images and Text Copyright (c) 2009-2011 Michele Marie Summerlin Shimchock. All rights reserved.

All Images and Text Copyright (c) 2009-2011 Michele Marie Summerlin Shimchock. All rights reserved.
I know a lawyer who will eat your face off if you use any of my stuff without prior written permission from me. Thank you.
"It would have to shine. And burn. And be / a sign of something infinite and turn things
and people nearby into their wilder selves / and be dangerous to the ordinary nature of
signs and glow like a tiny hole in space / to which a god presses his eye and stares.
Or her eye. Some divine impossible stretch / of the imagination where you and I are one."

An excerpt from "Something New under the Sun" from Steve Scafidi's Sparks from a Nine-Pound Hammer


Showing posts with label miscellany. Show all posts
Showing posts with label miscellany. Show all posts

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Impromptu Day Trip to the West Virginia State Fair; A Photo Essay…


Michael was just barely finished mowing the yard this morning when the phone rang.  I answered it, and on the other line was his lovely, wonderful mother saying, “Oh, shit!  I forgot today was the last day for the WV State Fair!  Do you all want to go?”

Of course we wanted to go.  We would do anything for that lady.  And if the State Fair was where she wanted to be, well, we would be right there with her.  I’ll admit.  The prospect of spontaneous state fairing was exciting to me.  I’m all about the spontaneity.

What follows are things we saw, gawked over, made fun of, and genuinely enjoyed.  I hope you to do!  Thank you, Momma Kay, for such an amazing day!
Very large pigs at Napper’s House.

Momma Goat standing over her babies.












Soulful Goat with stories in his eyes.












HAMS!












Three Baby Goats getting’ their grub on.












Another Baby Goat chowin’ down.












Momma and Baby Goat Chillin’ with a capital C.












Dwarf Bunny












Dwarf Bunny snoozin’.












Bunny wondering, “Who the hell is checking me out now?” 











Monster Bunny.  You may have seen her in your nightmares.











Angora Bunny.  “I will NEVER be a sweater!”












Floppy-Eared Bunny.  “I’m not sad; my ears were just made that way.”











BBQ Shack was the real deal!












Yours truly getting ready to devour the largest ear of roasted corn that I’ve ever seen!  It was oh-so-good.











Pavlov’s Ducks












Baby Turkeys catchin’ a tan under the sun lamp.












Baby Chicks on the playground.












Animated Sun Catchers.










 

John Deer Tractor made of hay bales.  Hey, it won 1st Place!










Mmmmmmm. Oversized Cinnamon Buns.  No, we did not eat one.











Toward the Midway.  Momma had to get her smoke on.











Papa says, “Hey!  There were just there a minute ago.  Dang!”











Just outside the midway.












Future Farmers of America.  Michael said, “Good tenderloin!”











Midway.












Another Midway shot.












Swings!  Round and round.  And round we go.  Where we’ll stop?  Nobody knows!











Midway food rules!












Headed to the Horse Show?












More Midway madness.












Shaquille O’Seal.  Fo’real.












More Midway madness.












Best in Show.  The quilt display was plentiful, and the craftsmanship was simply amazing!















Tye Dye!  A few of my favorite things.












Cornstalks.












Winning melons.  No.  Not mine.  :)












Squash!  We’ve got your squash here!












Veggies.












More quilts.  Do you know the tremendous amount of time that it takes to make a quilt?











Tomatoes.  Yummy summer.












Award winning hot peppers.












Unlike any hot peppers I’ve ever seen.












Quilts of the smaller sort.












Very large octagon quilt.  My eyes crossed, then it set off a migraine.  No lie.











Proof that we really were at the West Virginia State Fair!











Mechanical Bull.  Needs no further commentary.












That’s Puddin’ the Cat.  Ruler of the house where we parked our car.











That’s Booger the Posing She Dog.  Also a member of the household where we parked our car.











This is our $5.00 parking spot.  Its proximity to the Fair’s front gates was fabulous.

The people who let us park our car in their yard were so friendly.  In fact, everyone we met today was nice.  The only thing missing (or that we couldn’t find) was a beer garden.  Turns out, we didn’t need it.  The handcrafted Ben-Ellen Doughnuts produced a very similar effect.  I would have taken a picture of them, but I was far too busy stuffing my face with that homemade goodness.  Maybe you can make the trip there next year to see for yourself.