We went to the Washington County Fair this afternoon, a celebration of community, agriculture and, with few exceptions,  horrendously unhealthy and popular foods (I saw a friend eating a (frozen) clam roll smothered in cheese). The fair has its own traditions, it’s own hierarchy of royalty.

I found this family having some maple ice cream, mother and daughter were all wearing crowns, they were all decorated  on behalf of the spirit of the county, the state and the fair. They exuded warmth and pride and I was grateful to be able to photograph them. There was a pure joy and pride in them and their crowns.