Spring Chicken Craft Fair yesterday. A rainy day, a medium crowd, very civilized, hardly any dying Galatians or nuclear air strikes at all. Plus a kids' area downstairs, which was a great idea.
Met a lot of wonderful people full of compliments about my work (note the propinquity of "wonderful" and "compliments"), which always helps immensely (especially when they come out for me, specifically). Most creative work is (necessarily) lonely work, and it's valuable to know that you're doing something right, at least here and there.
Of course, other people look at you with eyes like scorched pennies but they are, of course, just molten ghosts from another planet.