Among other things, I went to Clover Market on Sunday. Some of my favorites were there like Nannygoat Antiques , Brandywine View Antiques, and Lura Jewelry. I saw a lot of my friends from where I used to live, and that was super nice.
I did however realize while I was there and as I left, I truly am a Chester County gal now. I thought the traffic and the sheer rudeness of the drivers would make me lose my mind. And the unbelievable cacophony of noise. I loved living in Lower Merion for many years, but wow. Not any longer. They can keep it. I realize I was in a business district in a festival setting, but I am simply not made for a lot of this any longer I guess.
When I got there, I got stuck going into the public parking lot because a delivery van from Ardmore’s Party Land store was having a hissy fit. The only problem is their fit should be with the township because it lets visitors to the town park in what is their loading parking space on Sundays as per the signs.
I had one of my dogs with me, it is after all an outside event. People were so intent on themselves, their cell phone conversations, etc that both of us got crowd jostled and the dog almost got trampled a few times (and was on a short leash).
And then there were the dog critics. There was this pair of yentas I kept seeing around the market who were literally debating the pros and cons of my dog less than two feet from me. They seemed shocked when I addressed them – “Oh, you can hear us?” one said. Talk about an eye-rolling moment. But I was polite and said nothing further and remarkably was able to keep my mouth shut….
I was also amused to see some dealers with some items that looked remarkably like some items once available at my favorite picking barn. Yes, Smithfield Barn items…at a mark up.
However and most truthfully, one of the great things about going to things like Clover Market is it is a great place to not only discover new craftspeople, but re-purposing ideas. I will admit that some need to go easy on the pastel painting of wooden items and I think I am so over chalkboard paint at this point.
But I do not miss Main Line Traffic. Or some of the people. When I hit a certain spot on Goshen Road or on Sugartown Road I feel like I can start to breathe again. I know these overpriced and overdeveloped Main Line communities seem to live to look for more infill development ideas, but wow, there is something to be said for trees, lawns, open space and actual gardens and nature.
While I was at Clover a friend of mine told me about a blog I had never heard about. They have a Facebook page too. Called The Divorced Dating Experiment. They said another blog had reviewed them – justsnarky. (justsnarky was the blog to be kind enough to stick up for me when the hat harridans struck last year after I dared comment on some of the women with tattoos sporting serious taxidermy on their heads.)
Anyway, I decided to take a peek at The Divorced Dating Experiment. I found it appalling and that is all the air time it is getting. To each their own.
I will tell you one more funny Clover Market crazy people story before I wind this post up. When I was leaving, two different women decided they wanted my parking space. Both attractive blonds. One problem: they wanted my space and neither would give ground for ten or fifteen minutes and they were (wait for it), blocking me in!!! LOL talk about a blond moment – maybe it would have helped to let the person whose space they were fighting over get out of it first?
Clover Market has two more dates this spring and seriously, in spite of craziness and dog critiquing yentas, and blond parking moments, check it out. It makes for a fun afternoon. I would suggest going early if you are driving because the events have gotten crazy popular and it does get crowded. (When that Dranoff project starts, I wonder if the event will have enough parking or be forced to consider other locations?)