The Hoggetowne Faire in Gainesville, that is.
I went with my sister, two of my kids and one of their friends. Once we arrived, the teens left Mary and me to our own devices. We looked at all sorts of merchant’s wares, including jewelry, costumes, sculpture and weaponry in the medieval style, all while being completely surrounded by children of all ages because Friday is “School Day” at the Faire and you can get in for special prices. The performances were all modified to suit a younger audience but the singing and juggling and magic and acrobatics, not to mention the jousting, were still high caliber stuff. Bonus, this year my absolute favorite game, “Throw tomatoes at a teeny tiny head while it insults you loudly and unmercifully” was there. The Faire gets bigger every year. I have high hopes that some day it’ll be as big and beautiful as the Renaissance Festival in Holly, Michigan. A girl can dream.
Meantime, my sister took a beautiful photo of a little girl dressed in a pink princess costume being fitted for a headdress. She was dreamy-eyed and completely taken with her reflection. She made me wish I was five years old again. I had to draw her as soon as I got home.