“Love… it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.” ~ Khalil Gibran
Jodi Stacy talked me into Market in the Park (truth: she asked once, I said no, thought about it for three weeks, then changed my mind). Market in the Park is a one-day arts and food market event in West Liberty at Old Mill Park. I called Letha Drury at South Hill Gallery for a hand with some prep work, and for a nominal investment, I had stock in two week’s time. Artists were to be at the park at 7am today. I don’t even go to work that early so, it must be love – this art thing – to get me up and out that early let alone a Saturday. I was late, of course, but that was because I stopped to take pictures along the way. It was very humid, and the river valley by mom and dad’s was locked in fog. Much of it had cleared in town, but I still stopped to have a look at our little hamlet in the mist. It was the start of a what would be an incredible day. I talked with (and photographed – naturally) so many people I love that I don’t have the energy to post a picture of all of them tonight. I met new people. I sold more prints than I expected, signed up for Pickin in the Park at Cannel City next month, and was personally invited to Minnie Adkins Day next year by the queen herself, Minnie Adkins. I think I just won Saturday.
Debra Keeton-Browning
My husband (Rick) and I love the Mountain Mist. What makes it even more interesting are the small clouds of smoke that rise randomly on the mountain sides. I have been told of a great uncle who would say “ground hogs are boil’n coffee”. Such a great heritage we have.