So this year, as soon as the trailers and folded up rides started to arrive and unfold into twisting strawberries and rolling dragons, we started to plan the perfect small town carnival experience. Friday afternoon, as soon as music classes ended Grandma Martha and the eleven of us were on our way, with last year's tickets in hand. We were able to use them! The first auspicious sign that this year would be a success. Everyone big split off into pairs and Grandma and I took the younger generation over to the strawberries.
This was Sophie's first carnival ride.
Saturday evening Olivia and I were driving to Target when we saw the parade route starting to close off and crowds starting to gather. We drove home quickly to find the willing. I had thought the parade was in the morning, and since we have been night owls lately, didn't have the ambition to wake up the household. Saturday evening there was a stiff, surprisingly cold, wind but a handful of us walked up to the parade and were happy to meet our friends from the ward. It was big on local advertisement and, most importantly, candy.
After the parade we returned home to get ready to return for fireworks. We added Sam, Grant, and Grandma...no fireworks haters this time, and returned to the park. It was a perfect night! The wind had died down, but had obviously discouraged enough people that the crowd was not overwhelming. We browsed the vendors' booths and savored the combined sensations of the smell of the night air and fair foods. We bought an order of Tornado Fries. Sam and the girls seasoned them using a bit of each of what Sam reported were a trillion different possible seasonings.
They were worthy of a photo shoot.
Sam was on a mission to find funnel cakes. I was grateful for his persistence. Fried dough...fried oil really, covered in powdered sugar..the perfect fair food, on a beautiful summer night while watching fireworks.
Present moment...Perfect moment, but not even trying to convince myself. I have such a passion for local fairs. I just kept remembering Maine.
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