It was another Sunday at the farmers market. It wasn't going to be too hot. It wasn't going to be too cold. Mid-sixties with the sun shining.
It wasn't terribly busy, but we had a bit of traffic. Not quite the Christmas rush yet. And it was a very nice morning.
Afternoon hit, and so did the winds.
I've previously mentioned my run in with winds. So, I thought I was fine. Until the first gusts started...
My entire canopy inched over (and it is staked down in the back), knocking over that white side table. And dumping everything on the ground. But I got off lucky.
A jewelry vendor's canopy went flying, knocking down her table and destroying all her displays. The Scentsy vendor lost a $50 warmer. And everyone else was busy trying to keep their stuff from going everywhere.
I had to start holding my canopy because the gusts were that strong. (The winds in between the gusts were things my displays could handle.)
The singer (there's a live musician who performs every week) started singing "Blowing in the Wind". Very apropos.
Well, it didn't take long for everyone to realize that the canopies were dangerous at this point...
And everyone pretty much packed up.
Of course, by the time the market was pretty much done due to winds, the gusts died down. Naturally. Ah well...