25 May 2008
I have thought about taking this photo for weeks, and when I finally went to do it, it was far harder than I’d imagined. I was hoping to be able to see many more of the little pins on this lampshade, but the the only way to do that, was to get more background in the photo, and the background wasn’t pretty. So, I settled for this shot where you can see three or four of the pins very clearly, and that’s all. This is a lamp I picked up fairly inexpensively a number of years ago, and one day, on a whim, I dug out all my comic book collector pins, and pinned them to the lampshade! It’s a fun, subtle expression of our love for comics. And, now, the lamp lives in our bedroom in the booth at faire.
Day two of the three day weekend. Yuck. We are having the muggiest weekend we’ve experienced in a very long time, and it’s really no fun at all. I feel bad that Lisa came from Colorado to be with us this weekend, and is having to deal with this. I hate that all the folks who travel from far away for Scarborough’s final three-day, holiday weekend are having to deal with this. And I must say, I really hate that it makes people lethargic and much less likely to spend money at faire! But, be that as it may (and not wanting to complain!) we have had a wonderful season up to this weekend, and we’ll get through it, despite the ickiness.
We did dinner tonight at Applebee’s with Ginger, just the four of us—-Kyle and the Babes Reunited! It hardly seems possible that it’s been eleven years since Ginger and Lisa and Kyle and I travelled to the UK for the Yule season! But that was December 1997. Such wonderful days of sightseeing, and of spending time with Kyle’s folks who were living there at the time. A Christmas feast prepared by Mother that none of us will ever forget. Hurricane force winds and a human chain to see people safely to their cars. Tickets to Les Miserables. How cold we were at the White Horse of Uffington! How honoured we were to sit at the high table at the Castle feast (and the cops flirting with Lisa!) The beautiful snowfall in Bath. Museums and pubs and graveyards and cathedrals. Being there as Mum and Da renewed their vows over the blacksmith’s anvil. The birth of the Clan MacRalph. We never really even spoke of these things at dinner Sunday night. But, I know the memories live on in each of us, and we wouldn’t trade them for the world.
One more day of faire. Then rest.
~MB
Thank you so much for the yule journey that you took me through in this entry. Oh it was so fun, I’ve never fallen in smitten with people as fast as I fell for you, Kyle, Mum and Da. Thank you Ging for bringing together Clan MacRalph!