So I Put a Toe Back In.

I was there for like five hours. Trolled in with two noobs, and I think I drove back out with two converts, so that's a good feeling.

I enjoyed the time I spent there. It did my heart good to see my one friend get so excited by archery. It did my heart good to make a new friend while sitting under the shade of the trees by the lake. She and I spoke long about making a home for yourself and your children within the SCA, and nurturing the next generation of reenactors. It did my heart good to see my daughter make toys of sticks and stones and leaves and acorns, and play with other children. It did my heart good to laugh with someone I have always admired.

I didn't stay for my favorite part of SCA events- the long and lazy evenings spent around the fire, breathing in that perfume of smoke and night air, wrapped in my cloak, shoulder to shoulder with good friends, and passing stories and songs and bottles around and around and around. But this was one toe in. Just one toe.

Next, Coronation. It'll feel good to attend another event at the Cathedral of All Saints. It feels more real when I'm there. If I make it through that, then we'll see what's next. The main game plan is to be ready to camp by Roses of next year- that's nine months to acquire a good tent and fire pit, plus everything else we'll need. Time to make a list, I think.