Thanks, all you weather experts, for being wrong!
The weather forecast looked and sounded ominous. 80% chance of rain all day Saturday, and Sunday was looking "iffy." I packed books, yellow slicker and rolls and rolls of plastic and paper towels for my trip to Carrollton, GA for the annual MeccaFest weekend art festival.
We (Diana, Bev and Jay) set up around 9:00AM; books, bookmarks, posters - all of which don't fare well when drenched with water. Then we waited. Dark clouds gathered and it started sprinkling - just a few drops - around 10:00AM, opening time for the festival. Looks like the forecast was right. We pulled tables into the middle of our tent and dug for the plastic covers.
But, then, a miracle! It stopped spitting! We were all thankful, but wary. Remember, those meteorologists were dead-sure. It would rain on Saturday and rain all day. So, we waited, and waited. All morning and all afternoon we searched the skies. Closing time 5:00PM, was drawing close and precisely at that time, it started spitting rain again! We didn't care. A successful day of selling and schmoozing with patrons had come and gone...with no rain.
A lesson learned: "Don't borrow trouble," my great-aunt Sally always used to say. Next time some wet-nosed weatherman says a day I'm planning to spend outside signing and selling books is sure to be a total washout, I'll smile thinking of the beautiful, sun-shiny day ahead.
The weather forecast looked and sounded ominous. 80% chance of rain all day Saturday, and Sunday was looking "iffy." I packed books, yellow slicker and rolls and rolls of plastic and paper towels for my trip to Carrollton, GA for the annual MeccaFest weekend art festival.
We (Diana, Bev and Jay) set up around 9:00AM; books, bookmarks, posters - all of which don't fare well when drenched with water. Then we waited. Dark clouds gathered and it started sprinkling - just a few drops - around 10:00AM, opening time for the festival. Looks like the forecast was right. We pulled tables into the middle of our tent and dug for the plastic covers.
But, then, a miracle! It stopped spitting! We were all thankful, but wary. Remember, those meteorologists were dead-sure. It would rain on Saturday and rain all day. So, we waited, and waited. All morning and all afternoon we searched the skies. Closing time 5:00PM, was drawing close and precisely at that time, it started spitting rain again! We didn't care. A successful day of selling and schmoozing with patrons had come and gone...with no rain.
A lesson learned: "Don't borrow trouble," my great-aunt Sally always used to say. Next time some wet-nosed weatherman says a day I'm planning to spend outside signing and selling books is sure to be a total washout, I'll smile thinking of the beautiful, sun-shiny day ahead.
Mary Cunningham (Milkbone)
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