So, it’s about that time of year when we start talking about the Fair, right? I mean the Minnesota State Fair. It’s still snowing, and there is no end in sight. I thought I’d try to lift my, and others’ spirits with memories of the Fair. It’s traditionally the sign that we are nearing the end of the glorious Minnesota Summer. White wines on patios, relaxing weekend camping trips, sleeping with the windows open, and hikes through the State Parks are winding down. We need to mentally prepare ourselves for the long bitter Winter. We accomplish this by stuffing our faces with fried food on sticks, listening to washed up 80’s bands, and admiring livestock as if we actually hold some interest in the variations of Minnesota Swine.
So for the sake of my sanity, which this Winter is slowly eroding, I give you a photo homage to the Fair….