I have clearly vague memories of attending the Royal Agricultural Winter Fair when I was in kindergarten. I don’t think I’ve been any other time in the intervening years.
This was the deciding factor when I saw ads for it on TV; I wanted to go, for the nostalgia. I called up Michelle, and she was totally up for it.
So we packed up Farmer Timmy, and went to celebrate all things agricultural.
I haven’t put up an album with the rest of the photos on FB yet, which is weird. It’s usually the first thing I do…
Ginormous pumpkin, ahoy!
It wasn’t just the produce that came in XXXL sizes….
We had to feed the animals…
Cow.
The chicks always dig him.
Time Travelling With Timmy 