Fair Folk Too.

One of my favorite fair folk pictures, it almost looks posed but is entirely candid. The woman with the senior-citizen wraparound Raybans has the pursed lips and body language of someone who's never liked her picture taken and will gladly kick the butt of anyone she catches doing it. I think I could take her in a fair fight if you let me set aside my camera, my foot-long chili dog, and my Birch beer, but as she reminded me a little too much of my Mom to actually wrestle to the ground, I just made a run for it.

One of Sandi's favorite fair folk pictures, taken in probably the best sitting and gawking area of the fairgrounds. There are a bunch of benches right in front of a big building full of restrooms and showers (I guess for the 4-H kids and the harness racing people), and in the evening, when you're really ready for a bit of rest and you're gathering strength and courage for the long evening ahead, this is the place.

I confess to finding it difficult to imagine Grandma Hardin, or better still Evangeline "Nana" Deibert coming out of the can at the Bloomsburg Fair with a Marlboro 100 hanging from her lip, but I assume this is somebody's grandmother. The Christmas-present ribbon in her hair and the Gucci sunglasses would separately come off as a bit contrived and derivative, but taken together strike just the right note of savoir faire.

Some of the fair folk are normal, or at least thin, pretty, and semi-normal! She's eating roasted peanuts.