Mood: A clearing opens up at the edge of the wood, full of vibrant tents and merrymakers dressed in ancient finery. Voices shout of luxurious wares and offered delicacies as the fragrances of the forest combine with the wafting richness of spices.
Smells Like: burning incense and ancient days, rich cedar touched with exotic flowers.
It is time for merry men and fair maids to gather once more to don their finery, their kirtles and kilts, bodices and bows, and frolic among the trees and tents.
A boisterous gathering beckons beneath a blue sky. Music floats through the trees as the savory and sweet fragrances rise from stalls. Horses stamp at the lists, ready for their knights to ride them into battle, and players make merry on a rough wooden stage.
The sun has returned and with it the joyous days of celebrations and meetings, old friends reunited, and new companies formed.
Sunlight streams through the branches of trees as revelers in fine attire hurry down the forest paths, following the sounds of music and laughter to their intended destination. A clearing opens up, filled with colorful tents and wooden booths.
The rich scent of burning incense wafts from the tent of an older woman. She crouches over a crystal ball, watching all that pass and reading their paths. The laughter of children turns to pleading as they beg for a sweet treat at a wooden stall.
A crier shouts, his booming voice, announcing a joust will soon begin. Everyone rushes to the lists. Cheers rise as the champions spar. A knight catches the clear eye of a fair maiden in green within the stands. She tosses him her favor, an emerald kerchief. He salutes.
In another corner of the faire an archer takes aim. With a snap and a swish, her arrow flies, striking dead center on the paper and hay bale target. She drops into a bow as onlookers shout her praises.
No one takes note of one couple, a lady in green and her favored knight. With a whispered word, they slip away from the crowds to hide among the trees and sweet flowers. As the music of harp and flute swells through the woods, the man offers his beloved a glinting ring.
In this magical place out of time memories are made and friendships formed. Journey to the faire with the delightful fragrance of calming incense, fresh flowers, and warm woodsy notes. As the light flickers, let it draw you back to the Renaissance Faire.