Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Dusting Off Old Memories

I've always had a vivid imagination. Perhaps its a skill born of being an only child.
As long as I can remember I've always been able to make something out of whatever I had. Maybe it was a bush in a neighbors yard that became the coolest house you ever knew existed (it had a surfing room), or hours on end playing with My Little Ponies with my friends, or creating our own magazine, charting underwater passageways in a super secret submarine, or flying with dragons as I slept. Always there was a need, a desire, to dream.
Oddly enough I don't really remember my first trip to Sterling Renaissance Festival. I know it involved my parents taking me out there. I seem to recall it was with my cousin, but it very well could have been with two of my good friends (who I am happy to say I am still friends with today). I simply remember it being so exciting! Something that stuck with me and weaseled its way deep into my little kid brain. I know for certain that I fell in love with the costumes. Dressing up as something or someone else has always been something I've enjoyed. I've gone back every year since as far as I know. Through rain and shine, chilly days and sweltering hot ones. I've dragged everyone I could at least once, luring them with the promise that I would drive (once I could that is). 
I couldn't say what it is that I always enjoyed. Its an atmosphere unlike anything else. Its almost more like going to a play you get to participate in then anything else I suppose. Some people go simply as spectators, but I couldn't wait to jump into a role. It was a magical transformation assuming the persona of someone else and then shedding it at will. I was always so sad when the season came to a close. I really got to experience this back and forth shifting of perspective when I worked there and got to see what it was like after hours. But thats a story for another day.

Instead of an inspiring image for today I will leave you with the blog of one of those good friends of mine I mentioned above. I've know Ali for as long as I can remember. I miss her often, and still get as excited as a little kid when I get the chance to meet up with her again.
So today I leave you with her blog Fair Isle Navajo.


  1. Aw, I feel like a celebrity getting mention in your blog! :) This is my record so far for number of posts before I've petered out. I'm glad to have incentive to keep going!

  2. You and me both! I'm notorious for starting a blog, getting a few entries in, and then.....but not this time! Now we have a blog support group!