Pies waiting to be judged at the DC State Fair. By Rhea.
This past Saturday, I went to the DC State Fair. As one of the organizers. I have never had a hand in such a big, frenetic event. I now have greater respect for:
- Festival and fair organizers
- Conference organizers
- Rally, demonstration, and march organizers
- My first-year students
First-year students? Yes. I had been baffled by their confusion as I taught classes this semester, but now I understand that combination of prismed attention and heart-pounding possibility in which they swim. That feeling like a bakery rack so full of goodies it threatens to tip over.
It was a day to run in all directions at once, to socialize with more friends in six hours than I’ve been able to meet up with in months, and to feel thrilling things abuzz. In short, it was a day at the fair. From inside the fair.
One of my current projects is organizing the DC State Fair. Work toward the September 22 event sometimes feels like a mad dash to network with as many local businesses and organizations as possible, including Kid Power DC.
This week, in the midst of preparations, I had a chance to sit, listen, and warm my heart, thanks to an invitation to the Kid Power Harvest Dinner. In a recent post on the DC State Fair website, I write about the creative and tasty event. Check out “Kid Power brings delights big and small.”
Welcome to the DC State Fair… Seedling Swap, that is. Yes, the florescent grow lights, online buzz, and mass emails somehow culminated yesterday in about three dozen humans sitting shoulder to shoulder, touching leaves. Squinting and sweating and smiling in the sun.