I am grateful for Charlotte’s Web visions swimming through my head last night as we walked around at the Republic County Fair.

I am grateful for blue ribbons and barbecued turkey leg vendors and ticket booths and bright colored lights and groups of youth hanging out by the big kid rides and carnival games with cheap prizes that will cost a fortune and smells of manure mixed with smells of fried heaven-ness. It was like a mini-state fair…and IT WAS FREE. At least the entry was. My hotdog was not. And if I had walked off with one of these birds or a pig or the 14 bunnies that were calling my name, I’m sure I would have paid the price.

I am grateful for the coolest looking chickens in the history of chickens. I think I need a few of these in our back yard now.

I am grateful for the ability to resist the bloomin’ onions and funnel cakes, but oh, how I enjoyed the ability to smell.

I am grateful for a partner who enjoys looking, not riding – just like me.

And I am grateful that Sam loves the county fair, too. Just like me.