Friday we went over to my grandad’s shed to poke around. He has always has bits of everything around, and it is strangely organized. Like things are together and yet there is a chaos to it.

In the yard were a couple of butterflies…

We then went up to the fair for delicious lunch and some more harness races.  Before they started, we visited the horse barns.

Once the races began, we sat with grandad and guessed on which were the best horses.  Steve read the racing forms and I just looked — I always picked the winningest horse.  We’re getting pretty good!  Then we hopped in the car and drove up to Tuscola to hang out with my cousin.