It’s Monday night at the fairgrounds. The animals are gone, except for the resident bunnies who are slowly repossessing their home. Our gardening guru noted that they had the good manners not to chow down on the blossoms until the Fair officially closed Sunday night.
Lots of trailers are still waiting to go home, and the vendor canopies look a bit forlorn sitting empty. It’s quiet.
It tears down far more easily than it comes together, the Fair. It requires a lot more manpower to pack it in than to load it out.
Every year, amazing volunteers build the Fair with sweat equity. A few newcomers this year with a fresh approach revitalized the Malone building and the Fair Association history room, both to rave notice from fairgoers. Adult beverages were available. We celebrated Langley’s Centennial. 4-Hers made some money at the livestock sale. The Pole building kitchen remodel worked. A hand-hewn cedar picnic table found a new home. Good Cheer netted a sizable donation of food to add to the stockpile. Sunburn was the most prevalent “injury.”
Families and friends reconnected.
Every year, we hear a few grumbles, but this year the compliments overflowed the notepad. The complaints we received were either resolved or will be resolved, because we have heard enough disappointment about the carnival.
We hope fairgoers are getting used to our new name, because more changes are in store for us in 2014. Thanks to each and every one who stepped up to produce this annual community showcase … it was, in fact, awesome.
Whidbey Island Area Fair