Fair Thee Well
Another fine Oregon Country Fair has come and gone. I always feel bittersweet about it all---
exhausted and filthy, I am glad to get home to my own bed (and toilet---the Bucks are the major downside to any festival), but I am sad to leave the magical atmosphere behind. That is what a fair is, though--a "time out of time", another dimension, and you can't be in it constantly. It's temporal existence is what defines it and enhances it, therefore enhancing our lives in the mundane world.
I got some good pictures of one of my favorite aspects of the Fair, the random costume parades. People can get very creative with their handmade outfits, like the flamingos above.
I wanted the pink petal dude to give me a flower blessing but he was running along too fast for me to catch up.
I always look forward to visiting the wicker dragon.
Another parade favorite.
This lovely lotus with a female figure in the center glows at night.
Well, I am leaving for South America in just a few days---hope your summer is going well and see you (with pictures) when I return :)