Saturday, September 22, 2012
Harvest Moon Festival: The Report
*sing with me..... "If I could hold TIME in a bottle....."
Just the day before leaving, I had made a giant carpet bag out of the most wonderful piece of rescued wool suit piecework. I couldn't wait to meet the person who would embrace it.
And I did.
There was that moment when I sold the bag off my shoulder. She liked it best- even more than the numerous bags she fingered and drooled upon that were scattered across my table. "I'll sell it to you" , I said. "Dirt, and all!" And she accepted. What a story of rebirth. The handle of the particular bag is a strip of webbing that I rescued from my Tante's apartment after her unfortunate death. It was neatly coiled up, and had clearly been removed from some other piece of work and wound up with the intention of using it again.
I did. And I carried it about all summer long. Then on a perfect fall day, I sold it for $30.00 and sent the money to someone who needed it more than any of us do. I think my mama's sister would be pleased.
Tall, rugged, dreadlocked and chill. They were like walking art, if you're into that sort of look.
They approached my table, and bolstered by a day filled with sales and sunshine, my filter fell off and I became mildly obnoxious.
"Buy a bag and save the world!" I shouted. "Feed the hungry!"
"What will I do", he asked. "Spoonfeed the bag to a buddy?"
"You could", I responded, "and that would be doubly good. I'm going to give away the money and turn it into food for someone else. If you feed someone with a bag, that'd be double awesome."
They pottered about my booth, and guy #1 picked up a red velvet and green lace itty bitty baggie and handed me $40.00.
His buddy said; "Are you buying that for somebody?"
Buddy says; "Nah, I pretty much think I'm going to wear it. You gonna buy one?"
Dreadlock guy picks up two floral baggies and says; "Which one?",and hands me $40.00 for his choice.
I considered running after them and offering my daughters' numbers but thought it might appear just a tad desperate.
Its a good thing I recorded how much money I gave away after Clearwater. $600.00, actually, bring the total of funds donated to $28,924.00.
Just a little ways to go to reach my goal of $400,000.00
One dollar for every life lost.