The Renaissance Fair.
Laziness overwhelmed me this Sunday morning, and I was left with nothing to say except... Here are a few pictures my daughter took of their visit to the Renaissance Fair yesterday.
This is a picture of me crawling out of the camper on most mornings. My mood doesn't improve until almost bedtime…… if at all.
Entering the Renaissance Festival. Seeing a guy with a mushroom on his head carrying a giant flower is pretty normal for Denver, as is seeing a Tinkerbell or two flitting around. But what looks like a guy, wearing what appears to be a corset, is a little odd, but what the heck... It's Denver.
My granddaughter is carrying a sword and looking more like a pirate than a medieval female, but I guess she is no more out of character than Tinkerbell.
My grandson is chowing down on a giant turkey leg and doing a good job of looking like a starving dog. But at least he's not wearing a mushroom on his head, or worse..... A corset.
My granddaughter appears somewhat disappointed with her choice of snacks. And appears to be coming down with a dreaded case of medieval measles.
And speaking of coming down with something dreaded, it appears that this mushroom problem is spreading.... Of course, being Denver, very few people will notice.
Of course, what would a medieval reenactment be without jousting? I would say, nothing but people running around with mushrooms on their heads.
And of course, what would a Renaissance Festival be without a Unicorn, or My Little Pony.... Or whatever.