In which I gripe, but still try to count my blessings.
When I got a booth of my own, it marked a watershed in my experience at the Ren Faire.
I spent the past week at the Free Spirit Gathering in Darlington, MD. I had a good time.
This time was particularly special for me because I camped with the members of the Wicca group I teach. I’ve camped with members of my "clan" before; people who either trained with me or were taught by the same teacher(s). This was the first time I camped with a network of folks whom I had brought together. It felt good.
Unfortunately, the journey home from Free Spirit was not so pleasant.
Continue reading “The Journey Home”
Tomorrow I head off for a five-day camping trip.
I just spent three hours reorganizing my closets in order to make room to store my new yurt.
I could have stayed at Vann‘s birthday party and watched him paint beautiful women all night. As of noon the day after, he was still painting! Meanwhile, I was hefting trunks full of old memories around.
We all have to be responsible for ourselves and our actions. But still, what’s life without a regret or two?
The answer to that question is: an adventure.
I just got finished writing an overly self-indulgent post, but that wasn’t the reason I visited LiveJournal today. My original intent was to write about giving away garb.