That was one of my favorite songs when I was little.
Whose trippin down the streets of the city
Smilin’ at everybody she sees.
Whose reaching out to capture a moment?
Everyone knows it’s Windy
My feelings about wind have changed.
I prepped for the Long Beach Patchwork Show and I was ready in time! (me being ready in time and not panicking is, by the way, a confirmed sign on the Apocalypse. You should all begin packing and hoarding appropriately).
I arrived on time!
I didn’t get lost! I only got a little lost! – I unpacked at my leisure and I was pretty pleased with the booth lay out (me being pleased with something is, of course, another sign of the Apocalypse….you really should be packing).
The crowds began to arrive.
OK, you can’t see it in this picture but, trust me, it’s there….lurking.
Not just light ocean breezes but something out of Twister!
My day went from being a charming host to the kind folks visiting my space to being a slightly “cranky guy in the corner” holding the booth on ground.
In truth the customers were great and sales were steady and satisfying. And I’m happy to report that, thanks to advance warning, I was prepared for wind and, despite it’s best attempts, it didn’t manage to send anything I had flying.
And now, I’m busy packing for my trip to Ohio for my dad’s 90th birthday celebration.
OH! and my sister informs me there is an ICE CREAM FESTIVAL this weekend!!!!!! A festival!!!! of Ice Cream!!!!! I love Ohio (but I hate wind).