While sales have been holding up, the weather certainly hasn’t. Being part of an outdoor market means you are completely at the mercy of the weather, which affects everything from your display (no more wine glasses with silk in them to show off earrings, everything Blu-Tak’d/ pinned down to within an inch of its life, comparing notes on the marvel that is the safety pin and its hundred and one uses) to your apparel. Folks, you thought you knew what layering was- you are wrong. The Cow’s Lane folk could teach Arctic explorers a thing or two.
So, when inclement weather bites, you have one of three choices:
(a) hunker down beneath the table with a bottle of Calvados (or in my case, Mi Wadi – sweeeeeeet) and pray to a merciful God that your combination of Blu Tak and fervent wishing prevents your lovingly crafted goods from taking to the air
(b) chalk it up, affect a philosophical world-weary shrug that would make Sartre applaud and move on
(c) concentrate on the brave souls who’ve made it out, commiserate with your fellow traders and get knitting
You can probably tell that I largely favour option C (no blackcurrant until sundown- I have my standards), although it’s bloody hard to have a sense of humour when your catlike reflexes are tested to the max by frequent gusts of wind ;). Forget Pilates- try outdoor markets! The great company helps- as I’ve often said, there’s nothing like Biblical weather conditions to build some cameraderie and get to know people.
This weekend, we experienced those peculiar out-of-nowhere gusts of wind that send everything flying (including, for some unfortunate souls, parts of their displays) and biting cold. The worry of protecting your stock, combined with fewer people walking through, can really get you down.
But then, after chat and gáir and what have you (and the aforementioned knitting), I remembered all the amazing folks who have admired my work, who have bought it and returned for more. I remembered their stories and observations, what they said they liked about my pieces. With this kind of feedback, it’s hard not to feel grateful and blessed.
So, if you’ve ever walked through Cow’s Lane and you’ve seen a wild-eyed, wilder-haired brunette hunched over knitting and you’ve said something nice or you’ve bought her work, (a) yes, that was me and (b) thank you very, very much. I am grateful to everyone who has supported WaterMemory, whether through word of mouth, feedback or buying my work.
P.S And what d’you know, look what I found when I went over Etsy way! A post entitled “An attitude of gratitude”. Ah, serendipity…