Yesterday we went to the Feast and Fire celebration on the Sturbridge Town Common, which is about 15 minutes from our camp. We didn’t partake of the feast (we were full of fried dough and ice cream), and we didn’t stay late enough for the (bon)fire but the kids had a great time with all of the activities. Well, except for Norah, who is afraid of sirens, clowns, musket-fire, motorcycles, and the Grand Marshal Pig (who knew?), but whose mood improved when someone mentioned “firecrackers,” because she thought they were edible.
