The middle of September we went to the Kansas State Fair. I used to live in Hutchinson, and still have family there, so I've probably attended just about every year for about, hmmm, forty years!
I always think of Dad when I check out the garden entries. He would have been impressed with this year's 976.2 pound, grand prize pumpkin!
Cake or quilt???In junior high and high school, the Fair meant the Midway, with all the exciting rides. This year we didn't even go on the ferris wheel.
Of course, the Fair isn't the Fair unless you eat a Pronto Pup, which I ate before thinking about taking a photo of, so you just get to see the mustard-yellow stand!