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…DOS, get it? Day two! It was much warmer. Still a bit of a chill, but I switched back to my standard long hippie fairy skirt and shoes with soles that kept me out of the mud. Saturday is always more crowded than Friday and the weather was pretty close to perfect so it was packed. Still lovely, though. Still peaceful. The mid-day drum circle was too crowded to really be fun, but the last one of the day was fantastic.
We’d tried to get there at opening to get our pick of volunteer jobs. Breakfast in our hotel, however, was a languorous affair. Even so, we got to go back to the arts and crafts table. this time, we got to make a LOT more wings. Julianna and Blair made fairy monocles. The too-young-to-volunteer folk went out to buy junk food and check back in now and again. As usual, I left scheming how I could stay longer next time.
Oops, had the pics set small. too lazy to go back…
I don’t really have anything for that title. I’ve just been cracking myself up with the notion of a Kubiandos and -don’ts list for the Fairie Festival. This was our 7th year back to Spoutwood Farm for the May Day Fairie Festival. We look forward to it all year. Ben went for the first time last year and has joined us in our love of the event. And that speaks a lot to its charm. Ben could not care less about being sparkly or about fairies. He really doesn’t care that much about costumes. He likes fantasy, but that’s not the draw. It’s just…nice. Only at the Traditional Ways Gathering (Hippie Camp) do the kids have this atmosphere of total freedom to roam around and meet new people and see new things on their own. No one is trying to get anything done, there’s no computer or TV, all you have to do is Be. It’s an excellent break and recharge. Also, I give them 10 bucks a day to blow however they’d like.
So this year, I decided I was going to change up my look. I’ve been a Sea-themed Fairy for several years now and I like keeping the same look so that the regulars recognize me as I do them. So I kept my rather awesome crown and came up with a new costume. Fail. Not only was it the first cold Fest day in anyone’s recollection (and I was in a shorter skirt and a tank top), but the look just did not work. Which was okay, b/c I spent the whole day wrapped in Bev’s car blanket. For day 2, I went back to my usual. Much better.
Eh, the particulars don’t matter. New this year: we volunteered 2 hours each day to get our admission cost back. Made fairy wings for wee folk, it was fun. Even though it was hard to make my frozen fingers tie knots. Day one, the music was kinda lame. Every band seemed to be dulcimer-heavy with wailing lady singers. Day two brought back some of the awesome Celtic rock sounds. Thank heavens. One can only take so much duclimer and mournful wailing. Drum circle remains my favorite. I really, really like drumming. We stayed the night at the Yorktowne Hotel in downtown York, PA. It was charming and historic. My kids thought it was the height of fancy, which was kind of funny. Who am I to disavow them of that notion? Everything’s gravy if your standards are low.
Let’s get to the pictures, shall we?
Okay, Day Two in the next post…