Thomas took the camera with lightboxed flash and started running around taking photographs.
We had been warned by Tami that the exterior lights might not be bright enough to read by after dusk, so brought baseball caps and cap lights to wear. The weather was nice, which is important because Susan has an expensive flute.
One problem that quickly became apparent is the people who she was able to reach thought she was soliciting donations and put money in the mug. We asked her to hold the mug from the bottom (not handle) showing the logo and asking them to check our our website URL on the back.
“It makes sense that they would think that,” said Susan after seeing it a time or two.
“We should have stuffed the mugs with M&Ms or something,” I realized. Note to self for next time.
Thomas was delighted to be using a DSLR, so had the time of his life. I was pleased not to be making any more mistakes than I was, though the music was simple enough.
I had bought super-soft #2 clarinet reeds and and new, highly-rated-on-Amazon mouthpiece and was pleased that my out-of-shape mouth had held on as long as it did.
With a Scouting event happening at the top of the hour, we stopped playing right at 6:45 and took off shortly thereafter.
After touching base with George (who is a long-time friend of Zion’s) we set up outside, but the weather was too drizzly for Susan’s flute (or either of our music books) so we displaced forty feet or so an awning over an unoccupied storefront.
Unlike at the Whistle Stop, where traffic ebbed and flowed with the passing of trains, here we had a steady stream of passers-by, including one man who parked near us for awhile just to listen from his car.
Susan is able to play flawlessly while at the same time scanning to make sure both kids were safe and to see whether potential “customers” were exiting cars or buildings.
On several occasions she started a third or fourth verse of a song I thought we’d finished to provide a suitable backdrop for Allie’s pitch.
People continued to give her money even after she explained that she only giving away mugs for free.
She quickly burned through the sack of four she had brought from the car, so went back and retrieved some more with help from her older brother.
“I think it helps,” said Susan “that we are so close to the church. You can see it from where we’re standing.”
George offered to let us come back over the noon hour, but Susan had tickets to see an opera and was unable to make that time.
Fortunately Christmas has twelve days, so we should be able to fit another performance or two in before the end of the season.