Here's the thing: I consider myself just shy of curmudgeon. I tend to like dogs more than I like people, and I am never happier than when I am home on the farm.
But dang it - I am just loving the community at the Farmer's Market. Don't get me wrong, I still hate selling things. But the people I am having the opportunity to meet - the amazing discussions I am having with people I would never have otherwise met. Honestly, I am having to rethink my entire persona - because....I am just loving it. And it often has absolutely nothing to do with my little business, I think I am just becoming some kind of a people person.
Among my highlights:
- the lady who raises and trains standard poodles as herding dogs
- the retired lady saving money to take a month long trip to India to study sustainable farming
- the uncle of a friend who is conspiring with me to get the friend married
- a knitter who makes amazing stuff bears
- the young man with angora rabbits who brought me his angora rabbit fur to spin
- Toots, my best friend at the market (and her person, Kevin)
- the beautiful woman who turns out to be a professional singer and a talented jewelry designer
And this doesn't even start in on the vendors, who are in a whole 'nother class.
Honestly, the list just goes on and on, and I think I am going to have to start writing these things down and turning them into a little book.