One of My Places

Last weekend, I went to the Minnesota Renaissance Festival to buy a handmade belt from a friend.

I was fourteen the first time I’d seen the fair, and it was night time. I’d arrived during late summer within a pack of high-school kids trucked out to build and paint on various stages. The second time I saw the fair was the next morning. I’d spent the night in a sleeping bag on hay bales, in a now long-gone building called, if I remember right, Bruegel Cottage. It stood next to the equally long-time gone Bad Manor, THE Bad Manor, where now stands the feast hall. Continue reading One of My Places

Leaving and Arriving

The leaving seems always the natural extension of being on the road.

This Monday, after the last fair weekend, is gentle with the sounds of dismantling and¬†packing. Yet the grounds are quieter than usual, the lighter travelers having already left. Over the weekend we’ve talked of the next landing places, and said our ‘see-ya-laters’.¬†Hugs and smiles exchanged, greetings and good tidings to be passed along. Continue reading Leaving and Arriving

Chores and Fun

Yay 5th Weekend! Another busy couple of days that honed my skills of hair traffic control. I’m noticing that my irritation at the bossy parents has reached it’s pique. I am tired of standing by as some poor child, with no interest in having her hair braided, is being goaded into getting their hair done just because the parent wants it. I’ve started to suggest to the parents that they get their hair done instead. Continue reading Chores and Fun

The Stars are Fantastic

It’s been quite a while since I’ve been out under such a sky. Where the Milky Way rolls across in silky brilliance. This night I’m laying out on my soft, picnic blanket. Clear above, no moon. The only clouds are along the horizon, obscuring light from the nearest cities.

140724_1Like last summer, I’ve been taking twilight walks. A great time of day for mindful connection to the world immediately around me. Often I find a place to sit and listen. Here, the parking lot has some cool boulders. The site has nooks and crannies great for solitary observation, at least until the mosquitoes chase me to the cover of my screen tent.

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