Strawberry Festival-2: Saturday's learnings.

Here is our booth. The woman with the white hair is my magical mother.

My favorite sale of the day was to a young man of 5, who wandered by our booth late in the day. I showed him the silk painting of Boachu and the Golden Phoenix and the card with the story on the back. He loved it and asked his mother to buy it for him. I like the thought that this story has become part of this boy's interior landscape.

Saturday I learned not to depend on festival food or weather reports. By the time I got back from the parade at noon, my mom was nearly as blue as her coat. I sent her to walk around to warm up. By afternoon we took off all our extra layers and even shoes, and invited potential customers to come into the sparse shade of our booth to escape the sun.

The festival food was a disappointment. We didn't get around to eating until late in the day, and the vender was out of nearly everything; my "stir-fried vegetables" turned out to be a plate of noodles with a tablespoon of cooked cabbage.
So:
*Dress in layers; a day can start out cold and turn out hot.
*Bring water and a thermos of hot tea. We could have used two thermoses of hot tea, as I ended up walking half a mile for a good cuppa.
*Bring light but nourishing food; our adrenaline was high, making heavy food indigestable, but we needed protien to keep us going.

more learnings next time.