First off — many congratulations to Patricia, the winner of our caption contest! Her winning entry was:
She could forgive that he marooned her for a year. She could forgive that he stole her father’s treasure. She could even forgive that he forgot her birthday.
But when he drank her private whiskey stash, that was the last straw.
It was a close contest — each of the entries had its time to pull ahead as the voting went on. Thank you to everybody who participated, it was a lot of fun for us, and we hope it was for you, too!
In other news, this past weekend was Winslow Shire Renaissance Faire. I wrote about this faire a few weeks ago, and about Winslow Farm, which does such a wonderful job of caring for so many animals in need of rescue. We had a great time at the faire, and I’m so glad we were able to go back this year. Every patron we talked to was just enchanted with the show and with the farm, and seemed to be having a great time.
I got to have my husband, Mike, with me to vend at this show, which is a rare treat. Usually, he’s busy performing and such, and I get to see him only sporadically throughout the day. Mike, displaying one of the qualities that make me love him so much, was completely enamored with the animals there, and made several pilgrimages out to visit with them and take pictures of the goats, sheep, pigs, cats, and anything else that would stand still long enough to be photographed.
I got to see quite a lot of friends there as well, including Geeky and Cheeky, out for only their second time at a faire. I was really happy that they did so well — they were selling puppets faster than they could make them, and I saw them all over the site! I myself coudn’t resist buying this Codex doll. (You know who Codex is, right? If you don’t, please go watch The Guild now. Then come back and finish reading.)
And finally, I want to introduce you all to Wizard. Wizard is a black pug, and I very nearly snuck him home in my luggage, as it were. He was very sweet, and when I went to give him scritches, simply sat down and leaned back against my legs in a way that clearly said, “You are mine now. I will sit here for hours, and let you love on me.” If I hadn’t had a job to do, I probably would have stayed there for hours, too.