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And lo, it came to pass that the Folk of Bergental didst desire to see the wonders of the past, and go on pilgrimage to the Great City of Manhatta-Knickerbocker-York. And lo, Mistress Eleanore didst put her trusty Pilot at the disposal of the folk, and Mistress Caitlin and Mistress Sarah and Lady Barbeta and Lord Eli didst assemble and sally forth from their dwellings. And lo -
"Lo!" cried Arrowroot, arising from his knees.
"He says that again, I'll gurk him myself," said Gimlet.
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cluegirl, who is much better at this than I am anyway, here's what we actually did on Sunday:
We went to the Bard Graduate Center in Manhattan to see 'Twixt Art and Nature, a stunning exhibition of Elizabethan and Jacobean needlework. Among the best pieces were an embroidered Bible that is believed to have belonged to Archbishop Laud, a beaded basket, several amazing embroidered caskets, and a beautifully embroidered child's jacket.* There was also a fascinating film on embroidery techniques and the Plimoth Jacket.
Best of all, it turns there was an SCA demo at BGC scheduled for that afternoon! We got to seeshalmestre and hudebnik and many other folk from Ostgardr and Wyndhamshire and other places of note. It was a lovely little extra, especially when the sweet sounds of "J'ai vu le loup" filled the air.
We then had a late lunch at Firehouse Tavern, which makes an excellent mole poblano sauce and has a collection of helmets from, of all places, Taunton. After that, we tried to get to the Hispanic Society of America (closed, alas), then headed up to the Cloisters long enough to check out the bookstore. On the way to Fort Tryon Park we passed Reverend Ike's Palace Cathedral, which had me laughing hysterically and everyone else thinking I'd lost my mind.**
Then it was time to drop Eli at Penn Station and head home. We were back at Eleanore's house by 8:30 and home by 9:00, which is a first for a trip to New York. Much good fun was had by all, and we're hoping to do a repeat this summer to see the Hispanic Society, the gardens at the Cloisters,Reverend Ike, etc.
Today was a mediocre day at work, alas, although our own version of Bulletproof Temp is about to become Bulletproof Co-Worker as of Wednesday, thank God and the angels. It became even more mediocre when I learned thatelwynne and fitzw had lost their beautiful little Roselynde. My condolences to them, and peace to Ros and her memory.
*Yes, I know it's marked as woman's jacket in the exhibition catalogue. This could not possibly be true, unless it belonged to an Oompa Loompa or a court dwarf. At *most* the wearer was about 10-12, and narrow through the shoulders.
**Does this surprise anyone?
"Lo!" cried Arrowroot, arising from his knees.
"He says that again, I'll gurk him myself," said Gimlet.
********
Now that I've ceased to channel
cluegirl, who is much better at this than I am anyway, here's what we actually did on Sunday:We went to the Bard Graduate Center in Manhattan to see 'Twixt Art and Nature, a stunning exhibition of Elizabethan and Jacobean needlework. Among the best pieces were an embroidered Bible that is believed to have belonged to Archbishop Laud, a beaded basket, several amazing embroidered caskets, and a beautifully embroidered child's jacket.* There was also a fascinating film on embroidery techniques and the Plimoth Jacket.
Best of all, it turns there was an SCA demo at BGC scheduled for that afternoon! We got to see
shalmestre and hudebnik and many other folk from Ostgardr and Wyndhamshire and other places of note. It was a lovely little extra, especially when the sweet sounds of "J'ai vu le loup" filled the air.We then had a late lunch at Firehouse Tavern, which makes an excellent mole poblano sauce and has a collection of helmets from, of all places, Taunton. After that, we tried to get to the Hispanic Society of America (closed, alas), then headed up to the Cloisters long enough to check out the bookstore. On the way to Fort Tryon Park we passed Reverend Ike's Palace Cathedral, which had me laughing hysterically and everyone else thinking I'd lost my mind.**
Then it was time to drop Eli at Penn Station and head home. We were back at Eleanore's house by 8:30 and home by 9:00, which is a first for a trip to New York. Much good fun was had by all, and we're hoping to do a repeat this summer to see the Hispanic Society, the gardens at the Cloisters,
Today was a mediocre day at work, alas, although our own version of Bulletproof Temp is about to become Bulletproof Co-Worker as of Wednesday, thank God and the angels. It became even more mediocre when I learned that
elwynne and fitzw had lost their beautiful little Roselynde. My condolences to them, and peace to Ros and her memory.*Yes, I know it's marked as woman's jacket in the exhibition catalogue. This could not possibly be true, unless it belonged to an Oompa Loompa or a court dwarf. At *most* the wearer was about 10-12, and narrow through the shoulders.
**Does this surprise anyone?
