Nothing sparks a little boy’s imagination like a Renaissance Festival.
Magicians. A spark is lit.
Kings. Queens. Knights. Another spark is lit.
Performers of all kinds. Fire-eating. Belly dancing. Jousting. Twirling. Juggling. Singing. Dancing. Another spark is lit.
Unbelievable costumes designed with attention to the smallest details. Another spark is lit.
Artisans selling their wares. Blacksmiths. Weavers. Sword makers. Authors. Face painters. Another spark is lit.
A few treasured finds. The sparks collide, the imagination is set afire.
The little princess sleeps, peaceful and well protected.
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That is so awesome. I am so happy for you all. And your precious little bundle safe. What a wonderful day you must have had. Now I know why the skirt on the picture you sent. It was the belly dancing.
love you all so dearly.