Greetings from Walker tavern!
Two weekends ago I went to Walker Tavern with my family. It was the first "official" reenactment of the 2013 season. It was a drive, but the the weather was too perfect to complain. I wore my, replicated from original, dinner dress that exposed my neck and arms. It was a perfect outfit for the day.
|I seriously need to get a shawl!|
Unfortunately the buildings were closed, including the Tavern itself. It was just another "field" day for us! I guess they were renovating and fixing both buildings, but I remember last year where my father and brother played chess while Carrie and I were "drinking" behind the bar.
|L to R: Becky, Rosalia, Kristen|
Our group had a wonderful turn out with attendance. There were 13 civilians from our group that came out that Saturday. Because of unexpected circumstances, I was not able to camp for the weekend, but only to day trip. I would loved to have meet Veronica, she had promised and did attend on Sunday, and anyone else that went out on Sunday.
And now, a small concern:
Now we are counting DAYS, not weeks, for the big event of Greenfield Village. I am spending every moment working on my sheer dress (and a class I picked up for spring). Its great to be excited about a large event, but I believe this year, in particular, is making my family more stressed than any other year.
We have picked up quite a few new members and of course we all want it right from the beginning, yet we're all working on each others impression and tying loose ends. On top of that, GFV has tighten their tolerance for period clothing. Jeans and tennis shoes are a given, but the definition of a Guest and a Participant was clearly stated. Two new members, in particular, are very concerned about their wardrobe.
Im embarrassed to show my first costume that I wore to GFV in '07, but I have learned greatly in the 6-7 years though living history. In another post, Ill show you my progression, which I'm very proud of, yet it took me YEARS to be where I am now.
I guess Im stressed that there is a heavy weight on our dear friends who wish to make it right, especially for a company who is demanding authenticity, and I do help as much as I can, but I wish to stress to them that we need to take a step at a time.
We can not become DR.s in a year of college. Correct me if Im wrong, but it takes 17 college yrs to become a DR.
With one step at a time, you will grow and learn, progress and succeed. One step at a time. Good luck!
* As always, photos were taken, and with permission used, by Ken Giorlando.