Dispatches from the Faire

Last weekend, The Wife and I attended the Sterling Renaissance Festival. We went by ourselves and The Daughter stayed home, because we didn’t want to board the dogs overnight; but never fear, The Daughter was able to use the third ticket today. In fact, she’s there as I write this.

I took a ton of photos that day, so let’s just get to them. More are available on this Flickr album, including some images that I didn’t revise in Lightroom.

Three little maids from school are we…oh wait, that’s not right.
Not sure what you call this, but this act is amazing! It’s a duo of ladies.
I don’t know why photographers insist that getting great bird photos is so hard. All you have to do is find a bird who is photogenic and restrained from flying away!
Her Majesty the Queen!
Harper
Her Majesty the Queen, bestowing her blessing upon the Joust.
Our Knight. Interesting how the Joust never really crowns a full winner. It’s almost like the real winner is the friends we make along the way….

The Renaissance Faire continues to be a pleasant mix of the old and comforting with the new and exciting. I didn’t see as much of the Festival’s cast interacting with the attendees in impromptu displays of Elizabethan-inspired improv this year, but there was still quite a bit of that. Also, we seem to eat less at the Festival than we usually do. Lunch was a turkey leg (and I managed to eat mine without getting barbecue sauce on my white shirt!), later we had wine slushies and She had a pickle while I enjoyed a pretzel. We stopped for fried chicken on the way home. I do admit that I had plans on a slice of cake, but they were sold out when I got back just before the evening joust, and honestly, I’m not sorry about that. Much.

The weather for us this year was nearly perfect: low humidity, temperatures in the mid to high 70s, and decent breezes through the wooded Festival grounds. I continue to be amazed at my adaptation to heat as I get older. Years ago wearing overalls to the Faire would have been unthinkable, and yet, here I was!

Three years in a row of rocking overalls at the Faire!
Look how SAUCY that thing is! Not getting any on me is a MAJOR victory, I tell you!
There’s a chunk missing from my pretzel. Because I bit it before I remembered to photograph it.
Celtic hair tie!

And now, another year is over. Next up for us, Festival-wise, is the Erie County Fair, and then about six weeks after that, we’re off to Ithaca. This is a wonderful time of year.

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  1. I COVET a turkey leg like that.

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