life after faire

[rengypsy]

a month or more
the music does not ring out across the span of sherwood
the stones are dormant
grass grows taller
critters reclaim the land
and i miss the faire
i miss the clammer to get the buildings ready
and all the wonderful souls who made the magic
i miss the realization of dreams manifested
i miss the comradre of soulful sojourners
the late nites
the early mornings
the demands
the wine
sitting on the pea gravel in reo's tent after the fireworks
i miss you all
and look forward to our next gathering

[Lord Virgo]

HUZZAH!!!![/glow][/color]

[deafdrummer]

As do I...  I look forward to the cleanup-campout next month!

[Autouloucous]

The forest with all her lifeforms are in full bloom, but Sherwood is just starting to sprout again.  Our harvest was the early spring, and the new sprouts are now poking out their heads, ready to be cultivated to maturity through the year, and pollenated by our final gatherings of the year, to start blossoming again in Feb - contemporary with the early birds of Spring... but before the 'skeeters, the stickers and things slithery and sharp.  This up-coming gathering, however, falls right in the middle of Spring's bounty of new life - and life will compete with life.  So be ye aware! You may find flowers and berries that want picking, but they may well be guarded by snakes, so plan to wear closed shoes and long pants if you see yourself straying from the path! And you will certainly need to prepare yourself with anti-mosquito potions - unless you are particularly blessed.