18th Century Market Fair at Fort Frederick: A Taste of Life on the Colonial Frontier
The morning air is cool and crisp. It is overcast, and a light fog hangs over the landscape. Dozens of white canvas tents fill open fields nestled between the tall woodlands, announcing the presence of traders and craftsmen. Small plumes of smoke lazily rise skyward, signaling that morning campfires have been lit – the smell of fresh coffee and frying bacon wafts pleasantly through the air. A distant fiddle can be heard playing a cheery morning tune. Your eye is…