Tonight was a night for inventory, since I’m getting ready for Saturday’s Mayday Underground craft show in Rochester.
(Photos: Hinda Mandell)
I had 15 big mouths surrounding me earlier in the evening, waiting for labels and price tags. They looked like they wanted to say something.
That’s when I had a realization. What if the big mouths began - suddenly, abruptly - talking to me? If that were to happen then I would know things were a bit … precarious. I had a similar thought once with my dog, Nigel. When he first came into my life I remember looking at him. He looked earnestly back at me. I thought: If you begin talking to me then we’re both in trouble.
But Nigel didn’t talk back. Neither did the big mouths.
They’re now all labeled and ready to make their debut into the world.
Hope to see you Saturday!