So, big Blogmeet Sunday the 28th! Very kewl and we are hoping for a good turnout. Hamfest that morning, a small one in a neighboring county, which might be a little kewl itself, if you're me anyway.
Also, I have been kinda invited to try my hand at shooting innocent bowling pins what never hurt me nohow the Saturday before. Don't know if they will clean and dress my catch or not.
All this on my plate, I realize October is bearin' down like a preggers steamship and have a look at when the Feast Of The Hunter's Moon is happenin'; that moon always hits early in October.
Lunar calendars, they wander. It's -- wait, wait, loooong drumroll if you please, cymbals! -- 27 and 28 Sept. Fooey! Bowling pins or pipers? Bowling pins, or a really long walk on a bad knee? Bowling pins or buffalo stew, the firing of crew-served blackpowder cannons, blanket traders, blacksmiths, tinsmiths, whitecoopers, dashing voyageurs, cobblers, Colonial troops, British troops, seamstresses and tailors.... Can maybe do both?
Going to have to ponder that. Especially with the "long walk" part.
At least the Battle of Mississinewa (a bit later in history than the Feast -- War of 1812 -- but as delighful) isn't for a couple of weeks after that!
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