I did pottery wheel throwing demos at the Fair in Cleveland Co. last week. These are a few shots of the midway and the wet pots in the back of my car. They all survived and I am in the midst of carving on them now. There is something magical about the lights, noise and nippy weather of a fair in the fall. It took me back to my own memories of the excitement of being about 8 years old and going to the state fair in Shreveport, La. with my family and my grandmother. I loved the bobbing ducks (Go Fish) game, where you were guaranteed to win something. I also remember being amazed at the animation of my grandmother, playing about 6 or 7 bingo cards at one time, and me trying to help her keep track of all those numbers.