Oregon Country Fair with Camping Extension, day 2
Not a camp day—Oregon Country Fair, day 1
Dave discovered that our rental had satellite TV, so we watched the World Cup semifinal while eating breakfast and preparing for the fair.
I wandered around the field-like yard harvesting weeds and a few branches of a purpose-planted variegated willow. I turned them into a nice wreath for Amy’s hat. Dave tucked a plumeria under his hat brim and I tied my pink and gold rosebud headband into a coronet. Bill was long-sleeved and long-trousered due to antibiotic induced sun sensitivity, but he enjoyed the Fair nonetheless.
Fairies and dragons and jugglers and musicians. Grandmas, mammas, and babies. Nerds, hippies, and who-knows-whats. They’re all at the fair and this year was no exception. The Oregon Country Fair–my High Holy Days of Summer.
Like most years I ate well—avocado dreamboat, purple corn drink, yucca dough empanadas—yum!
Oh yeah, and Heather helped us park! I love it when two different spheres of my world touch.
Back at the rental house at Benson Wine Company, we ate poke and danced–to a live band this time.