You would think that a local Fall Fest event that starts off with 40 mph winds and three plates broken by your neighbor's tent flap wouldn't turn out to be such a good day.
I was simply relieved that those same plates didn't land on the three largest and heaviest ones I had just set aside and marked SOLD.
Now THAT would have been disastrous.
Fortunately, the winds died down and my own tent ceased its shaking.
Big crowds, sunshine, and only 68 shopping days until Christmas made for a vintage repurposer's dream.
The only bad part? I missed the Saturday yard sales!