Man, I so love the Oregon Country Fair in Veneta. Every year my wife and I feel joyful and rejuvenated when we attend on our usual opening Friday.
If only the entire freaking United States could be this loving, this uninhibited, this creative, this yes-yes-yes (a Fair slogan) ALL of the time.
We had bought tickets months ago in anticipation of our annual secular-sacred July pilgrimage to a land where a fierce friendly creature greets visitors. I guess "the dragon ate my ticket" would have been a good excuse if I'd misplaced my entry pass.
Their bike seemed way too big for them. Or they were too smal for the bike. Or something. No need to figure stuff out at the Oregon Country Fair. Just flow with ...whatever.
This sure seemed like a possible purchase -- Laurel's favorite colors. But she passed it by. So many booths, so little time. The cloudy rainless 80 degree'ish weather today was perfect for pleasant browsing. Not nearly as hot as it sometimes is at the fair.
We encountered Matt Trickey, who works at LifeSource Natural Foods here in Salem. He was peddling "fossillized mushrooms." OK... Whatever, Matt. He tried to explain what they were to me, but wasn't making any sense. Matt might have been under the influence of non-fossillized mushrooms.
The parade's band members ended up at Stage Left to be part of a vaudeville show. During the show a cast member asked the audience, "What's the most boring town!" Naturally I yelled out "Salem" as loud as I could.