
One of the biggest lures to the Fair is the simplicity. People from near, and far make it a point to
take a walk back in time. Farming is a long lost art to many of us, and here we get a chance to get in touch with the way life used to be. Maine's charm has always been, and hopefully always will be about the simple wonders. Food, people, rides, animals and all the things in between make this fair a special kind of event. Beyond the surface stuff that great fairs tend to offer, there is an undercurrent of something more important. Tradition. On a personal note, 'the fair' has always been a staple of autumn. It just isn't autumn without a trip to the fair. Marking the change of seasons, the welcoming of harvest and enjoying a meeting place for you and all your friends. Growing up, the fair has grown up with me. I always find new pleasure in old traditions, a sense of familiarity, and a sense of coming home. No matter what changes around us, there will always be some things that resist changes. In the tradition of Maine, farming, and well, me, this fair is a constant for me. I have renewed sense of pleasure in making the annual trip to this beautiful part of Maine. No matter what road you choose to travel, there will be foliage, traffic and always the path to family fun. The pictures provided are from this years annual trip, two views from the Ferris wheel. If you want to add a special tradition to your autumn, or simply want to see something really great...check out the Fryeburg Fair, located in Fryeburg Maine.

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