Our local show is held annually in a picturesque valley just a short drive from where we live. It's a wonderful, old-fashioned country show that's become one of our favourite family traditions.
|The ferris wheel ... a classic ride!|
I love the feeling of wandering, unhurried and happy, to visit familiar stalls and rides and events and to discover what is new and different each year too. The joyful expression on my boy's face as he whirls around on a ride or slips down a giant slide makes me smile. I savour the simple contentment of eating sherbert-sprinkled ice-cream cones while sitting on green grass under sunny skies. And I love, absolutely love, the pavilion with its colourful and proud array of handmade crafts and homegrown produce.
|A prize-winning pumpkin.|
|A beautiful basket of homegrown veggies.|
|A gorgeous, fragrant rose entry.|
|A bottle of homemade strawberry jam and its matching ribbon.|
|Cute clown cupcakes baked and decorated by a child.|
|Denim and colourful fabric patchwork.|
|Smaller square patches in another handmade quilt.|
My favourite part of the show though happens towards evening. Just as twilight descends on the valley, and the sun slips down behind the mountain ridge, a bush band begins to play and a big, warming bonfire is lit. We sit, rugged up and sharing a blanket, to enjoy our dinner. The music fills the air, our feet tap, young children dance and sauce from our burgers trickles down our chins. As darkness falls, fireworks explode and sparkle in the black sky to signal the end of such a good day.
I do hope you enjoy good days over the coming weekend. Perhaps there will be a show, fair or market in your local town this weekend.
|Fireworks light up the night sky.|