I’m a withered old lady at heart and if me being a crazy cat lady librarian that watches PBS and listens to NPR didn’t convince you enough already, I actually enjoy the exhibits at the county fair.
Now, some of the exhibits I enjoy because the ridiculousness keeps me cackling well after I’ve left and eventually becomes the stuff of legends, but some of it I truly enjoy unironically. The orchid room for example. The toadstool seats. And now, the soda bottle terrariums.
This year there was a whole (small) section of kids who had entered soda bottle terrariums in the fair. I squealed when I saw them, disrupting several retired ladies looking at roses who scowled at me. Get off our lawn, I’m sure they were thinking. No way, ladies. This is my lawn too and you’ll have to fight me for it. Don’t make me get off my Rascal.
I wonder if some classroom did this as a project because I’ve never seen these at the fair before and it look like they all had the same instruction.
Aren’t these fabulous?
This is what I would love to see more of at our local fairs. (But please don’t stop entering weird stuff for my entertainment.)