My childhood was full of visits to places where you take a step back in time…so I knew that the Colonial Faire at Claude Moore would be a hit with my folks (visiting for Aiden's recital). We stepped back to 1771 which Aiden was excited to introduce. This time we had a chance to dip our own candles, watercolor some old prints, see the puppet show, visit the tradesmen, churn some butter, chase some chicken, gobble at some turkeys (those gobblers were really gobbling back), pretend to be a miniature militia, and shop for colonial treasure and treats (like the chicken off the pit fire and my mom's potato pasty). Keaton was visiting the seafarer's table and an airplane flew by right when the seafarer asked what he heard in the seashell, and he declared that the shell sounded like a roaring plane…which Aiden thought was funny. We are members now, so we can go back to explore the farm whenever we want.
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