Does it get any better than this?

Pork chop on a stick. Dribble dots so cold they stick to your tongue when you put them in your mouth. A 1,723 pound pumpkin. Only thing wrong? Well two. First I miss doing this with kids, although I got to spend a whole lot more time in the livestock barn and even spent a few minutes talking with a mother and her daughter about the hog they had entered. I always feel somewhat reassured when I see kids farming and raising livestock. And the other: I always get cold at the fair, always. So, today I dressed for it. Guess what? Blazing hot sun. Now I need another shower. All in all a little sunburn, a good day and assured there will be a new supply of meat for pork chops on a stick next year.