there's no business like show business

There's never a dull moment when show day arrives, except maybe for the little kielbasa, who sat like a twenty two pound meat loaf on my legs while Robin and I casually discussed what seemed like anything but our plans for the day ahead while we got ready to leave for the show. There's no point in over planning, we've both discovered, though I am often still the one that seems to be inclined to overpack stuff, just in case we need it.

Besides the extreme heat and cold, doing an outdoor show is always an adventure, to say the least. Last year, it was all about being located in the apparent - and accumulated - pooping grounds of the homeowner's dog, and this year, it was the previous night's pretty smattering of snow which randomly plopped out of the overhead trees and melted on our goods as the sun rose in the sky. Minor setbacks, really, as winging it seems to play such a major role such affairs. We always manage to have a blast no matter what happens, and thankfully, the people we meet do, too.

Folks started streaming in before we were really ready, and so no pristine booth shots, but a few happy disheveled scenes that I was able to take between the waves of folks needing to checkout. A busy, busy day, but as always, so fun!



PS - yippee! Harriet the extremely long legged dachshund will have a forever home this Christmas, purchased as she was to be a thoughtful gift for someone lives in a complex that doesn't allow pets. Bye bye, Harriet, I just know you'll be very much loved! :)