This year because of health issues I wasn't able to make as many trips up to Faire as I'd have liked.
I made one... and I thank God and Goddess for the one, because it was such a blessing! I thank Brian, my son for going up with me and keeping me from wandering off... yeah I lose it up there. I get all caught up in the wonder of it all...
Faire is the place where I'm not anyone's wife... or caretaker... it's where I get to be me... I recharge, get ideas, and breathe in enough dust to make it through the year. I do more walking at faire than I do anywhere else. Even with the weather being milder than it's been, I kept to shady lanes, and took my time. I got to see Moonie, and laughed as if my soul were light as a feather. I cheered the English Queen, was greeted by friends, and hugged by several of my favorite shop keepers!
And so the end of Bristol season is upon us, and I have my memories to keep me through the year.
May you have a blessed and safe Labor Day holiday!