I saw the festival mentioned online, I looked it up, and I was smitten! So, with husband’s agreement, I got us some tickets…and booked us into a local Travelodge! Maybe not the traditional festival accommodation but we are old enough to know when camping may well not be the best option for us anymore (AND it was cheaper!!)
At the end of August I looked at the sudden change for the worse in weather and my heart sank, but my luck was in and we had brighter break especially for the weekend. The whole joy of the festival, for me, was that it was based in and around woods. There were all sorts of things planned, I got the programme in advance, and it was all about playing. Things I was sure that cherub would enjoy (cowboy training, anyone?) and things I wanted (stone balancing and storytelling.) But more than anything, I just wanted to reconnect with my ability to *play.*
Ideally in sunshine.
As I said, our luck was in. It threatened to rain a number of times, but until 5pm on Saturday, it held off. And at that point, we just adjourned to the hotel, grateful for dry clothes and hot showers (I won’t say we were grateful for comfortable beds, because they weren’t…!) And on Sunday we had blue skies, and a waterproof backed picnic rug so any squelchiness could easily be ignored.
Did I enjoy it? Yes, yes and thrice yes.
balanced stones (New Thing 24 of 40),and made mushrooms,
I learned the Charleston (25 of 40) and how hard it is to play a musical saw. My son indeed went to cowboy training camp and had a go at learning to lasso. They were just starting to pack up and I suddenly realised how much *I* wanted a go. It was only kids doing the session, but I really really wanted to try. So I leapt up and asked for a go. (26 of 40) My only regret is that I stopped when I ‘felt I ought to have done’ rather than whenever they asked for their equipment back! I will learn from that.
And I will remember life is more about relaxing and playing, about sitting on the floor in the woods and not worrying about clothing, about going to see what looks interesting and not slavishly following a plan.
I went for a nature walk with cherub today. We collected half a bag full of interesting leaves, sticks, nuts etc. And petted some dogs and played tag. It looks as though at least a little bit of the festival is still with me.