We have Farm Fest today and I'm dreading it on many levels. On the one hand, we have to attend to our duties at the Transition Town table, on the other, I know we're going to see CB and it's going to be awkward. Still not sure what's going on over there, but it could nothing. Either way, the needle in and the damage done.
We went to the Medieval Faire yesterday in Thetford as part of my neurosis in socializing the kids, and I went thinking this would be the answer. Not sure how we were going to pull it off, but that's a formality. The faire was nicely done, and we saw a bunch of old homeschool families from the past. They did a nice job, saw our friends P&J and their son, as well as some people from the past. And we got to see the band Pariah Beat, who are alums, apparently.
Either way, got the tour, met the founder, got testimonials in real time, and got to see the school population in action, and after all was said and done, I realized this was not the answer. Not for us.
This sort of wisdom is priceless, but only comes through experience. I'm happy we went. And speaking of omens, the day was beautiful with lots of sun, but the minute we got to the faire, the cold wind kicked up, clouds rolled in, and it began to pour. We left and got a bite to eat in Thetford until the weather cleared, but the minute we got back to the school, it started to pour again. Weird.
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