6PM on a Tuesday night and feet rushed out the door excited to take the short trip down the road to the fair grounds. Summer wouldn’t be complete without a day spent at the county fair. Looking at the 4H projects, critiquing the photographs that were entered, and devouring pork burgers was only the beginning of the evening. 7PM hit and the grandstand began to fill. The people of Washington County were ready for the rodeo to begin. Mutton busting, barrel racing, and bull riding stirred up dust as the crowd cheered. The rodeo clown told more bad jokes than any one person should hear in one evening, but no one cared, it had just become tradition. Enjoying the country life just for a moment, more food was eaten and laughter was the soundtrack to the evening. When the sun had set, and darkness came, fireworks went off and it was time to head back down the road. The day at the fair was over, and it became a sign that summer is coming to an end.