Oh, it's just so Grange-y

One way that we here in central PA know that summer is coming to an end is when the Grange Fair comes to town.  And the interesting thing about the Grange Fair is that it's just so....Grange-y.  

There's really no other way to describe it.

You walk around, hopefully with people 

you enjoy walking around with.

You view the animals there to be viewed.

[Do they know they're on display, because come on:
How sweet is this?!]

 You say hello,

 and have a moment of 'huh, I eat you...'

 You wander through the crafts,

 the [blue-ribbon-worthy?] collections.

 You ponder what makes one pepper 

more prize-winning than another,

 you marvel at the things that people do.

 You reflect on the fact that you're really a citizen of this great place when you recognize names of contestants, and wonder if you can request them to share with you their prize recipes.

 If you're me, you get a little giddy about the flowers,

 and focus on the ones 

that have caught your fancy.

And then, of course, there's the typical fair fare, 

 of games and cheesy prizes, 

 of fried food [speaking of cheese...]

and any other treat your heart [but not your arteries] desires.

And you get all grateful to have quality time with dear friends before life gets all blitzed out crazy again.

It's just so Grange-y, but somehow, just so good.