I have always loved Fall Fairs. The remind me of the Harvest Fairs in England that are celebrated when all the harvest is safely in.
In Canada they are exhibits of the very best we have in our: fields, kitchens, gardens, wine cellars, honey hives crafts, need craft and creativity
At the age of 12 , I joined the 4H club and would travel from fair to fair with my calf. If was a happy sad time. As my animal would parade and earn me ribbons and money, we soon would be parting and I would sell my now heifer to a dairyman and after awhile, I would again start to hand raise another calf.
I could never go in a beef club where the parting was much more absolute at the Fat Stock auction.
I missed the entry date on the Saanich Fail Fair, but I was in time to enter the Sooke Fall Fair.
This is a lovely Fair in a small community where the spirit of neighbors still furnished.
I was pushed for time, so one of the heads of the fair took my work and entered it for me. I late gave him the entry fee and he took care of the business end of my entries.
Earlier today, I was at Metchosin, another close knit community, where I demonstrated spinning to support my Guild.
I also sold some dryer balls. This seems to be my best specialty.
Then I have 2 needle felt classes. One was a mixed media picture of a Possum in a Gum Tree. Done in 3 dimension on a piece of stick.
Chelsea went with me for the day. She had a wonderful time making friends with other dogs and met her first chicken. She was curious but made no effort to chase it.
Where I was spinning, they were having the dog trials, she kept a keen eye on all they did and was just quivering to go and have a try.
After we had our tour of Sooke Fall Fare, she was so tired, she asked to be picked up and as I help her and she fell asleep in my arms.
Finally we collected our ribbons, money and articles and I brought a tired dog home.