Getting out
Well, back here at the ranch, some of us (dare I say), are not really quite as interested in baseball as others. I know, I know, bite my tongue. Sorry, sis.
I did manage to get out this weekend, though. Howard and I went to the Renaissance Festival in Kansas City, which was great fun. I have many happy memories of going to the Festival when I was a pre-teen and a teen, and it really hasn’t changed all that much, except that it’s more crowded. Both a good and a bad thing, I suppose.
Of course, many people come in costume, like these little children.
You can see from their little shoes that at least one aspect of the Festival was authentic–that is to say, the mud. In some places it was practically ankle-deep. I really felt kind of bad for all the women in beautiful period dress whose skirts were three inches deep in mud.
Then there were the Festival performers, like these ladies holding gorgeous and deadly birds of prey.
That second picture is a bit blurry, but she’s holding the cutest little owl you can imagine. Deceptively cute, if you’re a mouse.
Lots of people brought their dogs for the day, which seemed like a great idea and made me wish I had thought of bringing Hugo.
Until I remembered his unfortunate penchant for picking fights with other male dogs.
Huzzah!
October 16th, 2007 at 8:51 pm
Looks like a lot of fun! Did they still have the turkey drumsticks?
Gotta run. I have a baseball game to watch… If the Red Sox lose tonight, things will look considerably more bleak. So far, no score…
October 19th, 2007 at 6:47 pm
Looks like great fun! I see there was mud, which means the heat wave has finally broken? Glad to see that you and Howard got out to do something fun! Did they have yarn? Or at least some fleece to purchase?
October 22nd, 2007 at 2:28 am
I love Ren. Faires…but the one near the city that I live in kind of stinks and the idea of travelling out to the one in N.Y (which is considerably larger than King Richard’s and also considerably cheaper to get into) in some of my gorgeous hand-made period gowns makes me cringe. Corsetting just ain’t that fun to actually sit in for long periods of time.
Ah well, it looks like you had a blast. Hope you ate at least one of the HUGE turkey legs that seems to be a food staple at those things! Mostly so I can live vicariously through you of course!:)