It was a perfect day for a
yard sale -- cloudy, not too bright, not too hot, and it didn't look like it would rain.
There were rows of tables set up across the lawn; there had been very handwavey posters around town, and a few in the dorms, as well, so hopefully there would be interested sellers and shoppers alike.
(OOC: departing students welcome to grab tables; anybody on-island can browse, haggle, and shop. There were going to be actual posters, but RL hates me this week. OCD coming!)