Book Street at the Scottsdale Art Festival

Meeting people, selling books, enjoying the buzz and the sunshine.
To our left, someone selling books about her rescued dogs and a basket
full of homemade dog treats. So Bao is happy.
We're sharing a table with two psychologists who have written a self-
help book -- which, of course, is what one does nowadays, if one is a
psychologist. Across the way, the author of a diet book.
Most of the people who come to art festivals are looking for art,
rather than books. So we're mostly buying stuff from one another. I
know, I should be home, packing. But this is more fun.

I can't believe how long it's been since I blogged! But so much has been happening.
We sold our house in Tucson. That was traumatic. But it had to be done. The neighborhood has changed rather dramatically, and it was time to move on. Actually, the "plan" for the past couple of years has been to downsize in Arizona, and upsize in Rocky Point. Problem is, we did it back to front. Well, I did it back to front. Bao just went along. He always goes along. It is one of his virtues.
But it's all worked out. We got a great bargain here in Rocky Point, and lost money in Tucson. Swings and roundabouts. And now we're moving to Scottsdale.
We've rented a fabulous condo at Optima, right across the street from Fashion Square, walking distance from Old Town. Cafes and wine bars galore. And no more HOA dues. (No more HOA) No more property taxes. No more water. No more gas. No more insurance. All we have to pay is the electricity bill, and of course, the rent. But wait'll you see the place!
We've been spending a lot of time here in Mexico, recharging our batteries. Bao is seeing a homeopathic veternarian, and although we're into some very odd things, there has definitely been an improvement. He's pooping normal little poops. This is nice.
Next week, we'll be at Book Street at the Scottsdale Arts Festival, promoting Sea Changes. If you're in the area, come and visit us and Bao will give you a kiss. So will I.