We just got home last night from visiting my parents in Humboldt County, which is a grueling eleven hour drive. I'm trying not to be depressed by the string of 100 degree temps I see forecast for us this coming week because we had a great vacation up in foggy, Northern California. One of the highlights of our summer for years has been the Humboldt County Fair, which is held in the town of Ferndale, California, about ten minutes from my parents' home where we visit every summer. Two years ago, my school changed its schedule, starting school meetings the second Thursday of August, which ended our fair tradition since the fair also always begins the second Thursday of August. This year, because of a one-time alteration to our school schedule, we got one more chance to go to the fair. The picture above is from three years ago, the last time we went to the fair. Paige doesn't look too different, but Kai sure does!
This was probably our least expensive fair visit ever. We went on the first day, which happened to be one of three free-admission days, so we saved ourselves the regular six dollar apiece admission. The kids were also not interested in the midway, so we saved ourselves the ten dollar apiece, unlimited-ride tickets we always used to buy too. That meant that the bulk of our time was spent in the animal barns. We all loved it although no on wanted to spent quite as much time as I did.
There's always a newborn calf at the fair, but this was the youngest we've seen--two days old. Awwww. I could have seriously sat there an hour just enjoying his cute, little face.
|There weren't a lot of sheep yet since it was the first day of the fair, and the sheep competition was later in the week, but there were some cool ones. Kai said these sheep looked like they had dreadlocks. I think I saw that they were Cotswolds|
Of course, I also have to spend time in the home arts building, usually to admire all of the knitted items. I enjoyed it this year, but there wasn't anything that I just had to take a picture of, except for this little miniature display. I've been interested in dollhouses recently, and I think this would be a perfect craft room in a dollhouse.
The Humboldt County Woolgrowers Association always has had this cute, little "shack" every year, but it's gotten better over the years, at least to me. It used to be a celebration of lamb--as in eating it. I have to admit that I have problems with lamb. I really like how it tastes, like in a giro or other Greek cuisine, but they're so cute, I rarely, and I mean really rarely eat it. I don't have the same qualms over it that I have over veal, which I haven't eaten since I was a kid, and don't intend to. I even told that to the guy manning the booth, who obviously loves his sheep. He laughed and said it's no problem if you don't "know" them personally.
The reason that I say that the Bo-Peep Barn is better than ever is that they now sell yarn there. I bought the pink and tan skeins for $12 apiece, which was a bargain. They're from Romney sheep who graze on a hill about two miles from my parents' home. Right now, I'm just letting my bunnies admire them, but I'm thinking that I'll knit them into a bowl and felt it.