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.
2 Comments:
Sorry that I will never meet you or get to hold that cute Bao now. Darn!
12:38 PM
I just found your blog and spent a couple of very enjoyable hours reading. You have a comfortable, easy style.
I also popped over to your site and read the first chapter of Sea Changes and the reviews. Congratulations! It will be the next book I read. I unexpectedly became a widow almost three years ago so my curiosity was piqued right away. Must read.
Bao is a certainly a charmer. Had Cary Grant been a dog I think he would have been Bao. I'm so glad someone gave you the word about pureed pumpkin. My Gracie gets a dollop everyday and it does the trick for her.
Interesting that your current blog mentions homemade dog treats. That's what I do for a living. Serendipitous. I look forward to more posts from you and Bao.
6:24 PM
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