Kalli hosted our shire’s Halloween party this year.Â As always with her fetes, food and fun flowed liberally. I enjoyed an added treat– my parents stopped in on a their way from Kentucky to Maine and joined us in the festivities.
We faced an unusual conundrum. Â We wanted something simple and quick in the costume department.Â Garb was a no-brainer, but is everyday attire among this crowd.Â So we took the next path of least resistance– I dressed as a cowgirl and my love dressed as my horse!
If only we’d heard of this before our renaissance wedding!Â All of our garb needs fulfilled. Â Plus, the product promise: “When you put on the Instakilt, you’ll no be able tae stop yir sel fae Dancin!”
A last minute decision led us on a Labor Day journey to the Maryland Renaissance Fair. Scott and Noel met us at the farm. Rumor had it that a bunch of SCAdians from the Shire of Sylvan Glen would be venturing forth. We made it our mission to find them!
This was Scott and Noel’s first faire, and Wolf’s first faire on the east coast, and Wolf and my first faire married.
Orange ices staved off the heat while we
…and enjoyed the performances–especially the horses!
We took some pictures and videos of the renaissance faire, and ran into Fergus from a neighboring shire. Our shire folk, alas, changed their plans, leaving us as Sylvan Glen’s sole representatives.
Heartfelt greetings from her Imperial Majesty Gypsy the Mirthful and her beloved husband, His Grace Lord Wolf the Surreptitious!
Every so often we all lose our sense of self in the world. Some hie in to shrinks, others wallow in the empty falsehoods of gossips. Fie on them! Lady Fortune the Absurd of Greater Internetshire penetrates the muck and mire to remind you of the very essense of your being– and she knows you’re royal, to boot!
Stumbled across a great Cafe Press site this morning. Check it out: Conal’s Corner. Because “It’s not just something we do on the weekend…”Â That spaghetti strap tank with the jousting warhorse on it?Â It will be mine.Â Oh yes, it will be mine!