The forecast called for heavy thunder storms, so we had it in our minds that we weren’t going to go, which made us sort of happy. That’s a telling sign right there, isn’t it? The rain, however, never materialized, and the sun came out. We reluctantly packed up the car and headed into the big city, more out of a sense of obligation to follow through on something you’ve started, but man was it hot. As a consequence, business was sparse, as it’s been all season. Somehow farmer’s markets are just not that popular, and I remember talking to someone in the early stages about how she thought this area was going to experience farmer’s market fatique. Whatever the reason, turnout has been disappointing, to say the least. You could simply say that people aren’t buying our food, and I can agree with that, but on the whole, there are less people coming to the market, no doubt. The other vendors concur.
In the end, we did okay, but at some point, you begin to wonder if it’s all worth the time, effort, and anquish. It’s a lot of work, but you hold onto the hope that things will pick up, if we could just get a break with the weather.
Then again, maybe some things just weren’t meant to be. Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Brian Gurrola for the pic.