There's something about the Fall Fair.
It's the excitement of winning ribbons and the sure end of summer.
It's on Labor Day weekend and has been going on for 143 years.
It's the Saanich Fair and I try to go every year.
And even though I know what to expect, it still gives me a thrill.
This year I took my friend Regina along...
Is it the shrieking of the midway?
The warm German pretzels?
Relics of the past?
Perhaps it's the Highland dancers?
The Blacksmith pounding on the iron?
Goats, goats and more goats?
Or those lovely gentle giants?
Flying dogs?
Tiny hooves and little cowboy boots?
Laughing cows and lazy pigs?
How about those ears?
Proud roosters and crazy looking chickens?
Spinning local wool?
Produce, flowers and belly dancing scarves?
Whew!! I'm exhausted!!
If someone were to ask me?
"what is it about the fair?"
ALL OF THE ABOVE!
