When all you need is a little cheese...

As exhausted as I was last week, even with the 3 day, I find myself draggy and tired, but almost relaxed today. Shall I tell you how the weekend went? It’s been days, so I will miss order, names and forget important stuff, but with those things forgiven…onward we go.( and away we go )

This weekend coming may be wet, but we will be performing at 12:00 and 1:30 at White Hart and a special 7:00 pm show at the Globe. Don’t leave us alone…

See you there!

Sorry for the delay, life happens. But thanks to your patience, I am ready with part 3...Venice into Florence...( And next in our saga... )

What an exciting weekend, so many special things happened. Yes, I will forget names, orders, people, times, events, and the lot, but hopefully you will forgive me. Let’s see what happened…( Read more... )

Overall, it was a great and unusual weekend. This one coming up is Oktoberfest. There are many people coming to visit, and I am excited. We only do the regular 1:30 Interpreters show this weekend, so catch us in the afternoon. We are still working on new music, but no guarantees yet.

I am beginning this at 5:30 am, as I can no longer sleep and my melancholia threatens to overwhelm me. To say it was the best of times, it was the worst of times, would be, as another wise person said, stealing someone else’s words, so let me find words of my own to express what this weekend’s experience was. So much in the details will be forgotten, revised, misremembered, and remembered, but not quite spoken of in detail. You know how it works by now…Let’s see how it turns out.

( memories of the final weekend at MDRF )
This has been an amazing season. Joyous, heartbreaking. There were beginnings and endings and the circle turns again. Faire will never be exactly the same, but it will also always be there for us. We evolve, move on, and come back home to be reminded of our roots and what makes us who we are. I have been blessed with the joy of being able to make others laugh and smile. I don’t think I could be luckier.

Perhaps I will see you in our little shire next year. That would make me truly happy. Until we meet again in this life…or the next. I bid you Godspeed and good day to all.

Damn, I hope I got all of this...I have been going back and adding/rewriting for a week. Forgive the typos.

The faire is over and I am slowly realizing it. I have been manicured, pedicured and soon will have hairs cut (this is now done). Props and such are home, and I must say goodbye to a great season…but before I do, just LET ME TELL YOU what happened THIS weekend…All the standard disclaimers apply, time, order, people, things will be missed, no matter how much I loved the moments, but here we go…
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Till next year dear friends…in this life, or the next, keep the faith, keep the joy, and keep it inside till the warmth of the summer makes it bloom again…and don ‘t forget to wish me happy birthday on opening day next year.

MD part Otto

Can you hear me? I can’t very well (though it’s getting better), but the weekend was an intense and fabulous one. Many things to mention, with all the normal disclaimers…away we go…( Read more... )

As time passes, memories begin to fade, so before I forget too much, here is the weekend in review…well, my perspective on it. There were a hell of a lot of people there. All the standard rules apply. ( Read more... )

Oops, I forgot, I got to sit in the throne briefly and be queen. A patron offered to be my king and I changed seats. It wasn't as much fun when I couldn't be Anne Boleyn. Perhaps when Anna comes back I could play.