Sonjia and I went to the Renaissance Festival. It was pet weekend. We stepped back into time.
Even before any kind of photography. I remember when cell phones were starting to become popular, the characters used walk up to people and harass them about the "strange" thing in their hand.
|Long live the King!|
This was supposed to be the last year. The land is being frac-mined. With the lower gas prices, the mining operations have slowed down. The parking lot doesn't fit as many cars. And the walk is a lot steeper.
|Parking Lot or dried up moat?|
We were told that there was an Albino Doberman there. I didn't have the pleasure to see it. This young Doberman did not have its tail docked and it had natural ears. This is the Doberman of the future.
|Meeting new friends|
But take a close look at the collars. I personally don't like those collars.