“There are clowns heading this way.”

Insert frantic searching of the crowded walkway here.

“Mayday! Mayday! Begin evasive maneuvers!”

Emily and I went to the National Western Stock Show this weekend and very narrowly avoided a run-in with some clowns. There were three or four of them. About yea high with big, artificial hair and painted faces.

Nothing, dear friends, is scarier than a clown.

Except, perhaps, three or four clowns.

While the Stock Show doesn’t exactly have the same flavor as London or Paris, the two of us very much enjoyed our annual trip to this Colorado tradition. The rodeos, the maze-like complex, the cows and chickens and fried food.

I took far fewer photos this year, and instead focused on shooting video footage, which I am in the process of stitching together. Hopefully that will be ready by week’s end.

Until then, tell me of your weekends!

Were they merry and clown-free?