Getting Back on the Blogging Bandwagon

Fall came in with a stormy blast today.  We were are the farmer's market in White Rock.  The market is in quite a nice location, around two tall apartment towers located at the top of the hill, up from the beach.  There is one rather large problem that comes with that location.  If it is a windy day, it can be VERY windy there.  The two towers create a wind tunnel effect, and it can get very ugly.  This year we had a pretty good stretch of weather, and no real issues with the wind.  Today, a storm system moved in, bringing both wind and rain.  By 10 am it was bad, with numerous people finding out that they didn't have their tents fastened down well enough.  Eventually the wind got strong enough that even those whose tent legs were staying in place, like us, were still having to hang on to the upper framework of the tent when a big gust hit. The rain was blowing at a 45 degree angle.  It was a bit scary, and further along, we heard things crashing over from booths set up right between the towers.  The market manager polled all the vendors, and the final decision was to close the market down early.  Probably a wise decision.  Generally it only takes one person to take down your tent, but today it took four.  One person holding on to each leg.  By 11 am many of the vendors had packed up.  Some of the farmers hung on longer, and a slow trickle of customers kept on arriving.  They were probably wondering what was going on, having only experienced a fraction of the wind that we had right at the market.  We were leaving by 11:30.  

At home here, later this afternoon, it started to clear up.

I looked for some gold hanging off Pride's withers, but nothing....
(He's looking pretty darn good for a 31 1/2 year old horse.  The tooth vet is coming tomorrow to check out his teeth, or what there is left of them.)

Maybe I should have taken a walk over to the bush.  Some gold would come in handy to pay that vet bill.