It was an evening of cultural experiences. The gypsy dancers performed to their band. There were booths which were probably RenFest folks. I thought they were pagan from the distance, but closer decided, maybe not. The library brought the mobile bookshelf and invited kids inside - where it was cool. They offered plastic bags and trinkets. I was drawn to peek, but since I neither need nor want more stuff, I passed. DA wasn't attracted. Thank goodness. The radio station offered wooden rulers. Really?
There was a magician show, face painting, and animal balloons. The volleyball team was sitting around talking to themselves and a group brought lots of hula hoops. You would think someone, some group, would have brought WATER. We had police and a fire truck. Control and rescue? Maybe presence and education. We watched and wandered, eventually leaving the festivities for the spray park.
The cooling station was heavily populated with young people from nine months to five years old and broken! The pump was out (we surmised) as there was just a pool of water in the middle. The children were like little duckling splashing in a puddle. For those who knew the difference it was a source of angst. Adults and older children asked questions, twisted the knob that is supposed to turn on the fountains and complained. The youngest just got wet. (A lesson in being with what is.) Just before 7, we festivities for the closing dance and to say good-bye.
DA and the fan dance |
This morning we had a slight rain. Someone said the temperatures fell to 72. It was 79 when I checked and the forecast is another triple digit day.
Ah...Summer!
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