How Many Ribbons Can One (third of a) Fancy Acre WIN?

Nic kindly reminded me that the count down to the Oregon State Fair started like YESTERDAY. Which categories do you see us reeling a big blue in for this year? I'm thinking it's going to be embarrassing to the other farmers who have been toiling fruitlessly for years in hopes of a win at the fair and also to feed their families when we just show up holding Patsy Cline, a strawberry rhubarb pie and all the fixins for a Pocahontas tablescape and sweep up 900 awards and ribbons plus free tickets to Willy Nelson. Suckas!

Which category seems like the most important win?

farm & garden????

food arts???

table decorating??? (Probably YES.)

needle work???

Poultry???? (forget it, Tammy)

Look at this fucking hipster.

Farming...It's hawt in hee-uh!

here is a photo of my friend on a tractor. we used to farm and farm and farm. oh wait wrong blog. anyways. i have always like heavy farm equipment - except when i am driving behind it on a narrow country road trying to get to a square dance i am late to, or a chicken and dumplings party in a barn. oh i love the country. fancy acres reminds me of my childhood in that there are lots of things growing and there is so much potential. oh wait...wrong blog again.

Awkward Stage (life)

I wish I could say that the chick that Nic picked out from Gresham was the only one that was looking a little rough around the edges- and Tammy certainly does look the worst- but I must admit that Patsy Cline is also in a state of hard to discuss awkwardness. Her neck is long and light of feather. Her fluff is pushing outward and pointy, underdeveloped teen feathers are starting to erupt like acne all over her body. What happened to my baby-nugget-tiny-princess-puff? Luckily she still lets me pet her on her little tummy, but even that is going through a weird transition! Not that I would ever say that to her face.
 As you can see, Tammy is starting to get teen feathers on the top of her head. Nothing says "I will resent these photos for the rest of my life" quite like the look on her face in photo #1, blur and all. She looks crazy. I can't wait to watch those weird feathers get longer and longer until she emerges from the rubble looking like this:

Just gorgeous.