The Wedding Party

20 years ago. My first Fair. Waiting for a friend outside the Dragon Gate. I hear a cheery "Hi, Barbara!" from somewhere behind and above me. I whirled around to see a woman I had met only a couple of times before, towering over me, dressed in flowing green, on a pair of stilts. Lorrie and I are good friends today. I haven't seen her on stilts lately - she loves to make costumes and entertain people on The Eight, the pathway that winds through the fairgrounds in the vague shape of a figure 8.

One of the many oddly charming sights to be seen at the Fair are small shelves fixed to sturdy supports and placed at head height here and there along The Eight. These turn out to be resting spots for stiltwalkers. Of which there are many and more.

Among which can sometimes be seen a wedding party:

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