My Walkabout

The month of March was filled with some of my greatest Arizona memories to date. The strange and bungled, botched and weirdness of all kinds of people flocked to these Renaissance grounds to find open arms and welcoming smiles to all kinds of folk.

 

and I was a part of it all.

 I share my final Huzzah moments and memories until this faire festival returns to the desert next year.

 

I’ll be there, and I hope to see you as well.