Common Ground Fair

No, I'm not continuing my story about Perugia yet.  Sorry... haven't had the time... but I wanted to post about the Common Ground Fair!

Firstly, I'll just get it out there: Common Ground Fair is awesome.  TOTALLY awesome.  It is way the heck up in Maine, about four or five hours from my home in the Concord area of New Hampshire.  It is on a lovely, big fairground with barns, gardens, and fields, surrounded by forests.  All food sold there must be organic, and it is strongly recommended that it can be grown in Maine.  Other vendors sell local and hand-grown or hand-made products, from yarn to hobbit-holes.  There are also workshops all weekend, and New England musicians play on several stages.  Many children's activities keep little ones happy, and there are lots of volunteer opportunities in all areas.

Morning Musings

It is eight o'clock.  Sunday morning.  Outside, the fog blankets everything; the sky is white.  If you look closely, the bright blue sky is waiting, and if there were no fog it would be a cloudless day.  The sun has been up for about two hours now, but still it has not broken through.  It is not dark, but it is not yet light enough to turn off the lamp.

Yesterday, it was hot and sweltering.  In mid-morning, August pushed September aside and made a comeback.  Last night, the fan was on, merely shifting the heat from one place to another.  Not a night for blankets.  But this morning I was cold; September quietly returned while August slept, tucking her in with this blanket of fog.  "Sleep; you have had your turn.  Now it is my time."

Piglets!!!

We have piglets!!  Our very own piglets, from our very own pig!  Late last night, or early this morning, Patience the pig had fifteen little pink piglets.  They are adorable.