I ventured to the French Festival today with my friend Darlene. We had a lovely time listening to music, browsing around the booths, and sampling a little of the cuisine. The crepe makers captivated us the most, with their huge variety of fillers. My triple berry crepe was fantastic. As we sat down to enjoy our treats I asked a young girl to take a photo of us. In the process, she quickly pointed, clicked, and gave me the thumbs up sign. It wasn't until a bit later that I realized that she had cut our heads off. The photo makes me laugh, however, so I've decided to post it anyway.
On our way out of the festival we passed by an adorable woman in a red beret. I had noticed her and the artwork she was selling earlier, though I hadn't yet stopped to check it out. She seemed so lonely, off in a hidden corner. I wondered how well the business was doing? The last time I had seen her, the table had been deserted as well. I'm a bit of a sucker for the underdog, so suddenly I decided that I needed to visit with her. She delighted in the acknowledgement and informed me that she loved to paint. The images she created came from her imagination now, though it sounded as if her life had once been full of nature wanderings. Eventually I purchased an original acrylic painting, affixed with a magnet and homemade stir-stick wooden frame. It is a piece of art that I will treasure for years to come. The experience once again affirmed in me how valuable interactions like that are. As I went over to brighten her day, I found myself also being encouraged by her story. It was a win-win situation. Cheers to you Connie!
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