My daughter who lives in what amounts to a “foreign country” (Alaska) came to visit us this past weekend.
We all went to the Oregon State Fair.
There were a lot more animals this year, and 4-H displays.
Those are the things that spell “State Fair” to me, not the big Comcast building with the commercial hawkers or the commercial vendors that spread out in tents between buildings and the food court.
This year, we actually got to see more horses than in years past.
Gypsy Vanners are among my favorite horses.
I think my next horse should be a Gypsy.
The groom told the horse to “Be still”. Told it, didn’t restrain it. That hoof is bigger than his head.
Horses are unpredictable. Arwen did 4-H with a couple of much smaller horses.
No way would either of us put our heads that close to a hoof that big and just tell the horse to “be still”.
Okay, we both would. In a heart beat.
We toured the reptile exhibit.
I took dozens of photos for the grandkids.
Arwen uploaded several to Instagram for her children.
Most were of rattlesnakes.
I won’t post those.
There are three baby snakes in this photo. One of which is looking back at the camera (orange and white).
They aren’t poisonous.
Goats apparently love my husband. This one kept trying to get his attention.
Then there was “Cocoa”, whose owner coaxed into some hilarious poses.
I want a goat.
Arwen wants a goat.
My daughter-in-love wants a goat.
Can we have Cocoa?
This has nothing to do with anything, except it is a pig enjoying his moment at the fair.
Or hers.
While Arwen was here, we shopped, we talked, we ate. My other daughter came over with her fiancé and we ate dinner together.
I gave away my mother’s jewelry.
I gave Chrystal her mother’s jewelry.
But, mostly, we did very little.
These are probably my favorite photos from the fair. A teenager and her Jersey cow.
This is what I love about the fair.
It has nothing to do with visiting with my daughter, only with the fair.
We had a great visit. All of us. We just didn’t take any photos of us.
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