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My Faithful Sherpa brought me these mini scones. Boy they were good!

That's what it feels like when I'm in my booth. And I'm so glad you stopped by my "house" for a visit this past weekend!

We got home late on Friday night, and didn't get to bed until 1 am! So, when the alarm went off at 5:30, it was hard to get up. Even though I was excited about the day ahead, still I was tired.
 
By 7:00 am we were out the door and heading down the road towards Chester. I drove the old Chevy truck, while my Faithful Sherpa followed behind with the trailer. I love driving the old Chevy. It makes the ride just that much more special. 

Our sweet '54 Chevy "Besa me."

The set up was easy, like we hadn't skipped a beat, although  ​we hadn't set up the booth in a month and a half. Earlier this year we decided, because of work commitments, we wouldn't do shows during June and July.

​And the last show I did in June was a small pop up style. I used just one of the trunks, Aunt Fern and The Octopus as my display.

Left side of my booth

Right side of my booth.

And what's "The Octopus," and "Aunt Fern," you wonder?

​Well, see, we've named some of our larger display pieces. I used to stumble over the words when I was talking with my Faithful Sherpa about a piece.

"You know, babe, that hanging rack made out of pipe," 
"Babe, can you move the three shelf white roll around cart for me."

The names just seemed easier for us when we were quickly trying to describe what we were talking about. 

"The Octopus" in all it's glory!

The hanging rack is "The Octopus." That's because when I first put it together, I had two hanging levels, which meant another connector in the middle of the rack. But it was somewhat uncontrollable, swinging here and there when I was trying to set it up. I felt like the pipe was wrapping itself around me each time I tried to straighten it out. 
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Like an octopus wrapping its legs around something. 

The chair is always here, in case you want to stop by and knit!

And this little white kitchen cart is "Aunt Fern." That's because it used to belong to my friend, Josh's Aunt Fern. 

Now that I think of it, I guess we've just named two pieces because the trunks are just "the trunks," although I've tried to identify them by placing numbers on the front. But the numbers. . .well, they  just make my Faithful Sherpa laugh. 

"Eva, what happened to numbers "1" and "4?" Why do you only have a number "2" and "3?" And why are they on the wrong trucks? That's not the order we taken them in or out."

At one point, I had a "1" but it fell off somewhere. And I've never been able for find a "4" that I liked. And the "3" seemed better on the trunk in the front of the booth because it looks bolder out there, although it's not the 3rd trunk we move. 

You can follow my logic, right? 

A trunk full of Rosettes!

Saturday morning we had a bit of rain, but that's ok. It just makes everything brighter and more vibrant.

And, this time, I was ready for rain!

I've been caught in a downpour before, without being prepared. That wasn't fun! So this time I made sure I had my white tarp for the top of the tent, clear shower curtains for the sides, and I had positioned the display pieces just inside the booth so if it did rain, it wouldn't get everything wet and I could quickly move them further inside my "living room!"

Cowls and Hats, everyone's favorites!

I always receive lots of compliments on my booth, my signs, my look and feel. And I appreciate each kind word! I always tell everyone that I'd love to have a small Victorian loveseat in my booth, but that idea was nixed quite a while ago. 

"Now, I'll help you carry everything in and out but I'm not carrying a couch to each of your shows!" 

It rained on Sunday afternoon, just in time for all of us to pack up. But it was warm outside, and actually, the rain felt kind of good!

But the thunder, oh how the thunder rolled! Large booms every few minutes. But then I realized that half of the thunder booms were from the "thunder gourds" which were being sold behind me. So each time I heard a big boom, I'd step outside to see if it was actual thunder, or a thunder gourd. 

This kept me highly entertained late Sunday afternoon! 

The ride home.

I was tired when I drove back home, but my soul was filled with gratitude. Thank you, everyone, who stopped by the Almanor Art Show this past weekend. Thank you for supporting the arts, and thank you for your love.