No Flea this year by the looks of it.
I'll miss it, but without Mistress (who is currently working on Her thesis), there isn't much point in bothering. Oh, there are friends who will be there and who I would dearly love to see - so the thought of a road trip isn't entirely out of the question.
But no tack. No prancing. No play.
Fact is, it has been what could fairly be called an off year. Other than Ponies in the Park (detailed in two posts), there wasn't a lot to tell in the way of stories. We did the Winter Flea in February, which went well. We marched in the 40th Boston Pride Parade in June with Ms. Nikki and Ponyboy Blaze - the drenching rain doing little to curb out spirits. We appeared at the Summer Flea with Mistress and went to a great play party after that. Stormy and I went to TFW in August, but again without Mistress - Ms. Nikki again taking us under Her wing. Stormy and I went to a nice play party up this way with permission and had a good time.
Yeah, stuph happened. It was fun. But it felt different somehow.
But my relationship with Stormy has certainly deepened. If nothing else happened this year, that alone would suffice. We had some time together on the past two weekends attending holiday parties at Centaur Stables and at Mistress' home. Both glorious times. I hope to have more time with him in the coming months.
It makes the lack of playtime far more tolerable.
I also hope to be back regaling you with more stories of my adventures. I'm just waiting to have some right now.
Patience, ponyboy...
