We now have the Netherland Dwarf Web site or something like that sending us the bunny pic of the day.
Friday we drove to the McIrvin corn patch in Lehigh for some roasting ears. Nothing is easier that shopping there. Drive up, get your corn, pay and go. Mighty tasty, too.
On our way back from Lehigh with the corn, we stopped at the fairgrounds to look at the goats, sheep and bunnies again. In the sheep barn we received an extensive and complete explanation of what sheep are all about from SaRae Roberts. She was very knowledgeable and told us all of their names. Then, matter of factly, she said in the end they are butchered and eaten.
We had a good time handing out cupcakes at our booth in the commercial building after the parade Wednesday night. I’m glad it was air conditioned—two open doors and two fans.
We had our usual buckets on our table with opportunity to anonymously complain, suggest, give a news tip and participate in our informal poll on the sales tax question. We actually wanted the name of the person providing the news tips as we are offering a Free Press T-shirt or hat if we use the news tip. No one left a name.
As for complaints (“Have anything you would like to get off your chest?”) we meant about us, but the responses were mostly general. One was for the mistakes we make in ads—which we are continually trying to avoid. We feel bad when they happen but it doesn’t help those who are on the receiving end.
Two said we need a carnival, which I am sure will be addressed next year. And one guy—I’m pretty sure he was a guy—said, “This 8-inch mat of hair!”
The poll about the 1 percent sales tax to build a pay-for-stay corrections center was 2-1 against, 30-15. This is totally unscientific, of course. One also stated “Absolutely No,” and one “yes” indicated a mill levy would be better than a sales tax.
The demo derby proved to be the big event again with our family, even with a 30-minute postponement because of the rain and lightning.
We got out there thinking the rain was going around us, but it backed in instead. Not wanting to get wet, I called home for a delivery of rain protection.
Nancy drove out with ponchos and trash bags and then made a second trip with a big umbrella.
When the delay came we went home, changed clothes and went back just in time for the opening heat.