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rootofnewttom and i went down to scottsville today for the batteau festival.
we saw several batteaux and lots of batteau crew in period dress. i got some uber-yummy strawberry sorbet from a vendor. there were a few vendors in all, including one called "phillipine delights". there were also historians displaying small exhibits of archealogical artifacts, descriptions of the kanawha canal's history, and other local items of interest. we also saw a woman spinning wool into thread, another woman weaving on a small handloom, a small bluegrass band, and random folks enjoying the sights and sounds.
as always, i jumped when the cannon went off. of course, it was about 50 feet behind me and i didn't KNOW it was being fired.
a lot of shops in town were open, as was the scottsville museum. we wandered in, chatted with the docent, and read through the exhibits. the museum is located in an old church just off the main drag, so to speak.
it was fun. :) i'd like to get involved in some type of re-enactment group someday, but boy isn't interested. i can't imagine not sharing something like this with someone i love... it always stuns me to realize that he's not quite as *into* history and research as i am. it saddens me, too.
his passions don't seem to be external. i don't mind sitting on a mountaintop in november, waiting all night for the peak of a superb meteor shower. i can endure the numb toes and wind-chapped nose for the awesome display nature will undoubtedly promise. heck, i can sit through all that and not be disappointed if the results are less than spectacular. i can get all excited about seeing a new-to-me critter for the first time. he's much more level-headed and on a more stable keel.
sometimes it irritates me, but i suppose i need someone who's grounded this well. then again, i'd like for him to show some enthusiasm over *something*. i'd like to see him giddy with delight over something external, but concrete. sure, he gets silly and giggly over mundane and stupid stuff that makes me laugh and he has an odd sense of humor, but he never loses himself in the moment. and that bothers me.
in the next lifetime, before i fall head over heels in love with someone, i must ask:
it's a damn good thing i love this monkey of mine.
we saw several batteaux and lots of batteau crew in period dress. i got some uber-yummy strawberry sorbet from a vendor. there were a few vendors in all, including one called "phillipine delights". there were also historians displaying small exhibits of archealogical artifacts, descriptions of the kanawha canal's history, and other local items of interest. we also saw a woman spinning wool into thread, another woman weaving on a small handloom, a small bluegrass band, and random folks enjoying the sights and sounds.
as always, i jumped when the cannon went off. of course, it was about 50 feet behind me and i didn't KNOW it was being fired.
a lot of shops in town were open, as was the scottsville museum. we wandered in, chatted with the docent, and read through the exhibits. the museum is located in an old church just off the main drag, so to speak.
it was fun. :) i'd like to get involved in some type of re-enactment group someday, but boy isn't interested. i can't imagine not sharing something like this with someone i love... it always stuns me to realize that he's not quite as *into* history and research as i am. it saddens me, too.
his passions don't seem to be external. i don't mind sitting on a mountaintop in november, waiting all night for the peak of a superb meteor shower. i can endure the numb toes and wind-chapped nose for the awesome display nature will undoubtedly promise. heck, i can sit through all that and not be disappointed if the results are less than spectacular. i can get all excited about seeing a new-to-me critter for the first time. he's much more level-headed and on a more stable keel.
sometimes it irritates me, but i suppose i need someone who's grounded this well. then again, i'd like for him to show some enthusiasm over *something*. i'd like to see him giddy with delight over something external, but concrete. sure, he gets silly and giggly over mundane and stupid stuff that makes me laugh and he has an odd sense of humor, but he never loses himself in the moment. and that bothers me.
in the next lifetime, before i fall head over heels in love with someone, i must ask:
- can you see yourself in a poly relationship?
- are you a dog person?
- do you like to play in the mud?
- does the notion of lugging around canvas and wood tents, heavy metal cooking equipment, and wearing too much clothing in the heat of summer appeal to you?
- would you like to spend the rest of your life learning and teaching an obsolete, but interesting craft?
it's a damn good thing i love this monkey of mine.
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well, they got the mess, alright. boy was fastidious about keeping his hands clean even then... rather than grab his cake, he dove into it face first, keeping his hands pristine.
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