All my life I've gone to the same county fair every summer, usually with my mom and there's always fried vegetables and elephant ears involved. Our new county is over three times bigger than our old one, but only a third of the population. This is Oregon. And it is beautiful.
We parked our car by way of a person on horseback, with mountains of trees surrounding the fairgrounds. The most beautiful skies I've ever seen have been here. Last night was no exception. I'll maybe forgive them for not having elephant ears. Everyone was in line for scones. SCONES. Who knew.