In my 30 years, I’ve only missed the fair 1 time.
OK – maybe twice – but that’s about it.
I was a 4-H girl from the get-go. At the ripe age of 8, I showed my first lamb.
I bawled like a baby when I had to sell Lanolin. *tear
I have the best memories from that place. The. Best. Water fights, sunflower seeds, donuts, NERVES (from showing and from flirting with boys), rodeo nights, scary carnival workers; you name it, I remember it.
It’s why I go back. It was the last blast of summer.
It still is.
I brought my girls to the pig show yesterday. Luckily, my nieces still show so I have an excuse to go back.
Even though the numbers are dwindling and the times have definitely changed, many things are still the same.
Kids still play in the sand near the show ring (they need to be cautious of poo, of course)
you can still find a few sheep…
and pigs, too.
Cattle take up the majority of the pens…
and a delight in 6 bites can still be found with a purple ribbon attached.
But the thing I look forward to the most – is this Pecan Pie.
Served by this woman.
A friendly lady from the Bladen Methodist Church Stand.
Let’s get serious people. This is good stuff. Seriously. Good. Stuff. I only allow myself to have pecan pie twice a year. Once (or a few times) during Thanksgiving and once (or a few times) at the Webster County Fair. And no one seems to make Pecan Pie quite as good as those Bladen United Methodist Church Stand Ladies.
Serve that with a medium fountain Diet Pepsi and I have a little piece of heaven in my tummy.
Want to find out what all the fuss is about? You’re in luck! The Webster County Fair runs until tomorrow night. You can catch the Demo Derby, Rodeo and a beer garden/dance too. You know I’ll be there. 😉
P.S. I really want my girls to show pigs at the Webster County Fair. You think I could convince Kyle to let a few run around in our backyard?
P.P.S. Check out my view on the way home from the fair. Not bad. Not bad at all. I really do love this place.