The Nightingale

It’s just not Ren Faire without a young lady sitting in a tree and singing to the masses.
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It’s just not Ren Faire without a young lady sitting in a tree and singing to the masses.
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…or a witch sitting in the mud. Well, we always had one at ours…
Comment by pam — 2013/06/22 @ 15:10
I’m sure there are a couple of those around, but I never see them. And mud is hard to come by for us, so it may just be them sitting in dirt.
Anyway, back to our resident chanteuse: she’s training to be a piano tuner and is ready to strike out on her own now because her mentor says she ready. From what I hear, she’s a fantastic pianist as well.
Comment by Da Goddess — 2013/06/23 @ 00:04