Oregon Country Fair
, that is. We've gone every year since we moved here and always have a great time. If you've never heard of it, Country Fair is a great big hippie fest in the woods with costumes and food and music and craft booths and political activism and spirituality and love. I donned my purple horns and fairy wings and we all joined in on the fun yesterday. Here are some photo memories in no particular order.
There were teeming masses of people yet I heard not one harsh word the entire day.
There was always a crowd dancing at the drum tower (some wearing more body paint than clothing.)
Tiger man looked pretty cool.
Neebin and Conor traveling the fair.
This was a huge beautiful costume. Is it a moon man? A fairy god? A ghost? It was very gentle whatever it was.
Here I am at the end of a long day (minus my horns and wings.) I'm leaning on the hand-carved walking stick that Jon bought at the fair.
This was part of an amazing art display along one fence line.
Fabulous dancing cowboy glam-rock stilt guy.
Qacei's henna tattoo. Gorgeous, but it didn't last. :-(
And of course you can't have a fair in the woods without a passel of wood nymphs.