A trip to the County Fair
The smell of hay, and dust and fried food in the air, fresh lemonade, and elephant ears, country music, carnival rides and corn on the cob”¦ ah, the county fair. I grew up attending our local county fair in Western Washington, watching logger rodeo and pining after guys in cowboy hats. As an adult, I never miss the opportunity to attend a county fair because it is a reminder of
