I hear that the "wooly worms" predict a cold winter this year. I hve absolutely no idea what that means, but it's been pretty cold so far. Our blankets have been getting more and more ratty, so we went out over the weekend and bought a nice new comforter. Made of flannel! What a treat. Unfortunately the dog appreciates it too. I have a nasty blanket to cover the bed during the day, so that if (when) she gets on the bed while we're out, she at least won't be right on the new comforter.
I forgot to mention that on Sunday we went to the state fair. I love the fair, although this year was a bit of a let down. For one thing, we got there really early to avoid the crowds, and so when we got to the livestock displays they were mucking out the stalls and all the animals were gone. We didn't get to see the chickens, sheep, goats or pigs at all. The cows were also absent but we could see them penned up in the distance. Also, fair food was verboten of course. And we also missed the piglet races, because we had gotten there so early.
On the other hand, we did get to see most of my favorite things: the bunny house, the "village of yesteryear" crafts booths, the garden displays, and the produce, needlework, canning and baking competitions. I guess that's kind of goofy, but I love that stuff. Every year I go and carefully examine the displays, trying to figure out what makes this jar of canned tomatoes better than that one. My friend P. entered her canned sugar snaps when she lived here, and I think she won a ribbon one year.
Also, being there before the mob really was nice. The crowding is usually so bad that I start to feel a bit of -- claustrophobia? I'm sure there's a specific word for fear of crowds. But in any case, later in the day people are packed in so tight, everywhere you go, that I start to get this panicky feeling, like I've got to get the hell out of there right now. But this time we got there around 9:30 and there was actually room to walk around. It didn't start to get bad until we were ready to leave.
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