— Just sitting here, hoping the worst of the latest round of storms pass us by ...
— In the not too distant future, the Kellar Family will be making its annual excursion to the Scarborough Renaissance Festival in Waxahachie.
Regular readers will understand that we NEVER miss the festival and over the years it has grown to where it is not just a family trip, but one in which we take an entire posse of our friends and their friends and their friends along.
Vida, my wife and the Supreme Sovereign Ruling Recruiter of Renaissance Festival Fun at the Kellar Estate, has assumed the position of travel agent, and campaigns to have as many of our compadres join us as possible. I think for the largest contingent we have had so far there was a total of 24 of us, but Vida is still counting heads in an effort to figure out how many are going this time around.
I had been a regular attendee of the festival since its second year, having visited with my friends. I took Vida shortly after we started dating and another Scarborough fan was born. During the 20 or so years since, we made converts of our son Nick (now 24), our daughter Jaylynn (about to turn 15) and our son Jason (7).
When we go, we try and arrive early enough to catch the pre-show before they open the gates, as many of the residents of the village stand on the rampart and warm up the waiting crowd below. It is always hilarious when we take first-timers, to see their reaction to the blast of the cannon when they officially start the day’s activities, and then to watch their faces as we enter the grounds.
We have always found the hours spent at Scarborough to be incredibly relaxing. We can forget work and the cares of the outside world as we feast on incredible food, watch great performances and interact with the characters.
Our friend Shelia Brantley Sunday — who is game to get up on stage whenever there is a call for audience participation — was the highlight of last year’s visit when she was actually hypnotized during one show. I still have that on video somewhere ...
So, if at some point in the not too distant future, you see me wandering around with a silly smile planted on my face and with the smell of turkey legs on my breath, you will know the Kellar Family made it to their favorite spring destination ... and we will already be making plans to attend next year.
Just a thought ...
Kellar is a Herald-Banner staff writer