I was signed up for a space at an Artisans market for 10/2, anxiously watched the weather all week. I had sworn that if it was rainy I.WOULD.NOT.GO after having been drowned out of an event 2 weeks earlier.
Thursday, Friday . . gorgeous, cool autumn sunny weather.
Saturday, I woke up, car all packed (which of course cursed me), and it was drizzling . . .and cold. But I checked the weather radar, and it looked like it was going to clear up, and I REALLY wanted to try my new set up and get pictures for an application for a big event I hope to participate in in the spring. So I grabbed a bunch of layers and set off.
Out of 15 scheduled artisans (it was a small festival) only 4 of us showed up. And it was COLD, not below freezing, but damp, and windy. Got my set up put together, getting only marginally wet . . .only to realize I had left my camera (and some newer pieces of jewelry) on my table at home. Made a desperate call to hubby, who came about an hour later bearing it, and the two kids, one wearing PJ's, both in sandals, both cranky.
It was SLOW, no one wanted to be outside in that weather, but I got to know the other artists (one kindly lent me his coat) and I got my set up pictures. So . . .oh well!
By the end I was wearing a long sleeved shirt, a cardigan, a mohair sweater, a vest coat, the borrowed coat and my fabulous cowl from www.knitfrekkles.etsy.com