My husband and I attended a street fair yesterday. Going downtown and enjoying its ambiance on a fine, end-of-summer day is a reward in itself, but add a street fair and I'm in heaven. I just love strolling down our tree-lined Main Street perusing the booths along the way. Some of the merchandise calls out for me to take a closer look, and some encourages me to step along a bit faster to see what is next.
Every once in a while, my husband and I will see something that makes us stop in our tracks, and then move in for a closer look. Something that is so unique or better made than most of the other items on the street. Something that speaks of the person who created it. Something that whispers, "Take me home."
We've got a pretty good handle on impulse buying, and have a pack that we buy nothing that first allures us. Nope, it has to have the second-time-around allure. And yesterday, beautiful, unique, handcrafted porcelain vases hooked us in again as we passed by the booth for another look. After a considerable amount of deliberation, we settled on our prize.
I love finding diamonds amongst the rough ~ unexpected treasures in unexpected places. I love it best when those diamonds are people who become friends, or who merely touch my life for a moment.
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