I was fortunate to attend a street fair in Adrian, MI this past weekend called Art-A-Licious. It was a 2-day, well-attended event featuring artists, crafters, food, music, and "music."
My bush league setup.
Kids love it!
So, the first, like, 98% of Art-A-Licious was awesome. Then a storm rolled-in, and the last 2% looked like this:
People screaming, stuff flying, stuff breaking
I didn't have the heart to take pictures of the worst of it...but this gives you an idea.
Thankfully, I'd packed-up everything except my tent weights by the time the storm hit. I literally closed the trunk of my car, felt a few raindrops, a few more raindrops...then a gust of wind came down Main Street like a freight train and carried with it tents, art, crafts, money, screams, and trash. A little more wind, then torrential rain for the next hour. I helped my neighbors salvage whatever they could and got them packed-up and on their way. Feeling really thankful to have gotten out with just wet clothes. It was emotional.
What an end to the season.