This weekend I participated in an outdoor show with rows of rental tents that held various art and artisan creations. My Lady suggested we should give the tent positive energy to counterbalance the terrible weather and lack of crowds. So we got to the venue a little early and slipped into the tent and carried on using a combination of a lawn chair and a stool - going round and round from this to that and back again.
It was difficult to keep quiet during the buildup, and definitely difficult during the finale, but the sounds of the brisk wind snapping the canvas of the tents around us, and the people beside us clattering and fussing while setting up/tidying up after the nights wind and rain damage covered any inadvertent noises us two lovebirds were making.
I must say that I smiled many times the rest of the weekend of the show when I thought of our heated start that day. A morning to remember
