The Patch is such a wonderful event. Lots of great people come to see the art on display, and they come from far and wide. I am always surprised by the distances some folks travel to this event, but if you've ever been you'll completely understand. Thousands of glass pumpkins (I am not exaggerating) arrayed in the sunshine among the trees and bushes at the park.
Over two dozen artists, each bringing a different style, a different vision. Sometimes it's just a little unexpected, and sometimes you wonder what the heck they could have been thinking!
(Yes, I'm talking about myself at the end there.)
And suddenly, all of the work, all of the planning, all of the coordination and set-up, and all of the sweat, all of it is validated. People are smiling, happy, impressed, appreciative, and much more.
Then, just as suddenly, it's time to clean up. Put everything away, pack up what's left, go home, and rest.
The Patch is past.
Till next year.