I went to the County Fair today, but I did not take my camera with me. Big mistake.
On the old folks home bus were three residents, and three staff. We were met at the fair but three 4H youth as guides. Our party of nine was just the right size. We toured the Pavilions with the fine art and the home arts, including the quilting and the baking.
We viewed people's collections of toys, miniatures, memoribilia. Two of us got to milk a cow, but I declined. I have never milked a cow and was not about to start today. Farther on a Gurnsey was giving birth and we arrived a few minutes after it had calved. We watched the calf pull himself together, and make his first efforts to stand up. (No one actually knew whether it was a male or female. The staff was letting the mother bond with it without their coming near it. What is the term?)
All of this and hamburgers too. It was a great day with souveniers, but no picturres.