A few weeks ago, we took a little trip to the New York Renaissance Faire. If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile, then you know it’s one of my favorite places in the world. I’ve been attending the fair each year for as long as I can remember.
On this day, the babies were being a bit *ahem* high maintenance, so I didn’t get too many photographs. Still in all, it was the most gorgeous autumn afternoon and we had such a wonderful time. Watching Roman’s expressions on the dragon ride (see also: PURE ELATION) was one of the greatest experiences of my life to date. I seriously was smiling so hard I thought that my face was going to break. Goodness, I love motherhood.
As usual, the day was full of magic, adventure, good food, and incredible talent on the parts of the actors & artisans. Enjoy the snaps from our day. xo
Just for fun, here’s a look back at past Renaissance Faires:
“Fill your children with good thoughts before they go to bed. Ask them about their favorite part of the day, praise them for a good deed, pray with them, and tell them they’re the best gift God ever gave you. They’ll fall asleep feeling ten feet tall.” –David Young, from “A Little Guide to a Big Life”
“Be gentle with your children. They’re doing the best that they can.”
“If we want our children to stay hungry for knowledge, remain interested in questioning, enjoy the wonder of discovery, then we must leave them some clutter-free hours for friendship, the great out-of-doors, the rich world of imagination and the satisfaction of the skilled use of art supplies, music, dance, wood and clay.” –Elaine Cooper
“The way we talk to our children becomes their inner voice.” –Peggy O’Mara
Since becoming a mother, one of my absolute favorite things to do has been to take my babies out on walks in the neighborhood where I grew up. I can’t explain how much I love this little community. Every time I go out walking, it feels like magic.
I’m not sure if it’s the quiet, loving, family-oriented nature of this place. Or if it’s simply all the beautiful memories that I’ve created here over a lifetime, but I adore it. It’s interesting, too, because I can remember a time in my late teens when I wanted nothing but to get away from this town and onto something new. And now, at thirty-two, with two babes of my own, I am drawn here fiercely.
I am so grateful to have this place that feels like home and even more blessed by the fact that I get to share the magic with my babies. ♥
You can see more posts in our portrait series, here.
You can see a couple of my other favorite “walks” posts here and here.
The county fair has been one of my favorite summertime traditions since forever. There is something absolutely magical about it. From the delicious food, to the adorable animals, to the fun shows — I love it all.
Yesterday we made the annual drive out to the fairgrounds and it was such a nice day. Roman got to ride on a “Monster Truck” — a longtime dream-come-true for him. We ate (far too much), played games, rode the feris wheel, and watched a dog show & pig race. What more can you ask for?
We left the fairgrounds with full hearts, and fuller bellies.
You can see a couple of my past visits to the fair here and here.
There have been moments recently where the beauty of life brings me to my knees. Life teaches me — over and over again — that the human heart has a capacity for healing far greater than I could ever imagine.
I’ve seen people rise up from the ashes of extraordinarily tragic circumstances, grow wings, and fly once again. I’ve seen people look in the actual face of horror and loss, trudge through it, and somehow come out on the other side to live in light and grace once again.
We’ve all heard the trite phrase, “What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.” But what I know now is that it’s not simply a pleasant motto to help push us through difficult times. It’s an undeniable truth. An impenetrable coat of armor that can shield us during even life’s most trying obstacles.
Adversity is painful. The trials of life can cut us so deeply that there will be days, weeks, months, and even years when we will be certain that we can not go on. You will ask, “How can a body withstand this?” But you will go on.
One day, you will rise. You will laugh again. You will love again. You will swim in the sea and the summer sun will warm your skin. You will sit beneath the stark night sky and watch the stars sparkle into infinity. You will feel wind on your face and the simple, undeniable magic of raindrops falling on pavement will make your heart beat a little faster.
After pain, when the healing begins, life is changed. Every color is a bit brighter; every taste a bit sweeter; every sound a bit more lovely; and every touch a bit softer. Don’t ever doubt that you will get through whatever it is that is testing you. You will.