I hope you had a blessed Resurrection Day. My celebrations were solitary, rather than corporate, as I had agreed to spend the day at the weapons shop again. Lucy and I had an early breakfast before heading back out to the faire.
After our fairly busy day yesterday, today was a huge letdown from a business standpoint. We were ready when the gates opened, but I’m not sure if we saw any patrons for the first two hours. Tim was all set to make funnel cakes and nachos, and pretzels, but he didn’t have customers. Elliot’s first show of the day did not happen because he had no audience at all.
Since there were no customers, I was able to take a quick walk down to the Punch and Judy stage to get a photo of puppeteer DeWitt, whom I had interviewed yesterday. I also had a chance to get a photo of a musician I had interviewed and I got a new interview with a very charming and interesting doll maker.
The method I have used for staying awake the last two days has been to drink Mountain Dew. I’m not proud of it, but it has worked. I poured it into my pewter mug and then sipped on it until the caffeine began to take effect. This afternoon I was on my second Mountain Dew, and had in fact imbibed most of it, when I became engrossed in conversation with another vendor who was visiting our shop. I grabbed my mug to take a sip of Mountain Dew, and found something alive was trying to get past my lips and into my mouth. The little insect legs were scrabbling at my lips. I was pretty sure that, given the sweetness of the drink, the something was a bee. I’m sure you can imagine the alacrity with which I spewed Mountain Dew and bee from my mouth. I was not stung–just a little freaked out. The soda-soaked bee survived the encounter and staggered about on the sawdust floor, no doubt wondering what on earth just happened.
I took a few minutes to go interview our resident mermaid, and I’ve got to tell you, that was fascinating! She offers customers the chance to “birth” a pearl. They pick an oyster from a bowl of water, and then she opens it and extracts the pearl, while giving them a tour of oyster anatomy. Then they get to pick a setting for the pearl and a chain or ribbon to wear it around their necks. I can’t wait to write up this profile. It was so interesting! Did you know there are “mer” Olympics? Mermaid beauty pageants? I didn’t.
Later this afternoon a customer walked into the shop. That was news all by itself, because we hardly had any customers all day. This customer was a Catholic priest who had just conducted the Easter service on the faire grounds. “In the market for a weapon, Father?” I asked. I was joking. “Maybe,” he said. “I’ve got so many already.” A few minutes later he was the proud owner of a Klingon Bat’leth. Before he left the shop he said, “I came in here with a cross and left with a Bat’leth. That’s my kind of religion!” I kind of want to hear one of his sermons now.
Since there were so few patrons, I was free to go to the second joust with Lucy. I have missed getting to go to the jousts and hang out at the forge and all the other stuff I “usually” do. However, doing the interviews has had many compensations. We enjoyed the joust, as we always do, and afterwards Lucy got a short ride on a massive and gorgeous Percheron belonging to the marshal of the joust.
From a business standpoint, the day was very disappointing. We sold a couple of fox tails, a cheap pendant, the bat’leth, and a coyote skin. From a personal standpoint, it was a pretty good day. I enjoy visiting with Tim and the other vendors. I got three more interviews in–all of which fascinated me–and took some photos. I got to see a joust. I’m not complaining.
These two adorable little girls belong to the mermaid. They had so much fun playing in the dirt in front of the shop in their beautiful Easter dresses!