Scenes From a Fair
Having blogged about the hidden treasures being offered at New York State fairs this summer, I brought the family to the very fine Dutchess County Fair in Rhinebeck. Below are a few (iPhone) snapshots.
First, a tattooed man, on view for all, for free. The word at the base of his neck is “Freedom” — as in:
Freedom’s just another word for
No space to tattoo …
There are always a lot of farm animals on display at this fair — we got to see a Brown Swiss calf that had been born just an hour earlier — and the folks working the barns ran around scooping up all the animal dung as if it were very valuable, planning to use it later in the ways they know best.
But that wasn’t the only form of recycled waste we saw:
I have nothing to say about the following picture except: “Pig race!”
Far be it from me to correct other people’s typos — I tried once, remember? — but it struck me that the gentleman below is responsible for perhaps 6 percent of all the misplaced apostrophes in the world. The Johnson’s what?
And finally, the following picture doesn’t come from the fair and is apropos of nothing — except for the fact that I love a good cobweb, and marvel at the geometry performed by our eight-legged brethren. This same sentiment was well-expressed by a certain Andrew, an entrant in our recent haiku contest:
Did those who nicknamed
“Cobweb models” know naught of
The spider’s beauty?
Happy end of summer to all.