The crowd mingled and wandered...

The smell smoke cooked foods, popcorn and cotton candy filled the air...

A warm gentle breeze from the rides drifts by refreshing carnival goers up and down the fairway...

Game and novelty vendors chanting their wares as we pass by...

The magic of the carnival keeps coming back year after year...

Year after year throughout life pretty much every year we have gone...

Not that we haven't grown...

It's just the magic of the carnival...

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EdwinBrown9®™
4/28/16