Scarborough
Well, no more Faire for a while. Guess it's time to cut my hair again. But not as drastically as Annie's even though it would probably look good on me, too.
I loved Dr. Kaboom (He loves him, too)
One memory: Early in the Faire it was cool enough to wear my cloak. My three-year-old grandson ran under my cloak, ran around me and came out the other side. "Roar", he said; then giggled when I acted like I was scared. Then he ran back under my cloak and came out the other side. I don't know how many times he ran back and forth, around me, inside my cloak, but every time I acted like I was scared to death. I didn't quite keep from laughing. But that's OK, he was laughing also.