We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. Winston Churchill
I took a photo walk today to the Adorno Father’s Spring Fair. They do a couple of them a year and really it’s our little town and surrounding towns coming out to eat, ride, play games and buy stuff. It’s the people selling the stuff that intrigued me this time.
It was not a typical spring day, it was chilly and windy and the vendors were bundled up. Trying to make a living at a Spring Fair would scare the hell out of me. But in talking to many of them I found this was supplemental income. It was the buying and selling of everyone’s favorite junk. It was the food vendors, who were not bundled up at all but grateful that for once they were not totally dehydrated by the end of the day. It was the crafters that knew they would not be able to make a living doing what they love until they retired and had a “real” source of income.
The carney people who bring the rides from Fair to Carnival to Celebration to Festival are simply people who want always to be moving. They are the ramblers and shifters of the bunch but I have to say, nice as hell.
There were volunteers collecting for veterans and the Adorno Fathers. There was the ever present Fair staple the 50/50. Take a chance, come on buy a ticket. We make a winner every half hour.
It was an afternoon filled with the smell of the grills, the music from the middle of the Fair, the kids laughing and screaming (especially the one who made it to the top of the rock wall and got “stuck”) the dogs, the elders and mostly all of us minglers and spenders.
Me, I had my camera and my gift of gab. I took their cards and email addresses and Facebook pages to pass along the photos from the day. By doing what I love and giving it away I couldn’t help be very grateful for my ordinary little LIFE.
See the Adorno Spring Fair Album:
Love the photos!