It’s that time of year again, or rather, it for the past month it has been: fair season. And as tradition dictates, we visited the Harford Fair, my favorite fair in the entire world. Unfortunately heavy rain kept us from going on rodeo night, so we drove up the following afternoon, a Saturday, to revel in the wonders of rural-county agriculture, 4H projects, livestock auctions, and fried dough and orangeaid.
My usual reminder: the fair is about bright colors and having fun, so I don’t bother trying to maintain any kind of photojournalistic realism for these photos. They’re processed however I think looks best, colors saturated, vignetting applied, and anything else I think is fun and looks good.
Without further ado:
When we visiting the sheep and goats, there was one goat in particular who latched on to Mandy and became her friend. He had an ulterior motive, however; what he really wanted was her lemonade. She indulged him and let him lick the outside of her cut, which was wet with condensation and sweet with spilled sugar-water from the booth that made it.
There were sleepy pigs:
And at the end, just before we left, a beekeeping demonstration, which I found fascinating. One of these days I’m going to do a photo essay on bees and beekeeping; it’s a subject that I find captivating.