We had a big wind and rain storm last night in Fountain Hills. Before the show closed for the day, they repeatedly reminded us over the intercom to strap down the tents, lift everything off the ground that could be damaged from water, and clamp all loose fabrics. We listened.
Some did not.
I armed myself with hot coffee…
and a cup of bacon.
If you have to ask, you just don’t know me.
Overall, about fifteen booths were twisted into odd pretzel shapes and littered throughout the streets. Most of those vendors threw in their hats and just went home. The day was FREEZING cold, but I kept myself warm with hot coffee and freshly-cooked crepes with strawberries (the crepes booth suffered damage, but thank GOD they were able to salvage the stoves!!!).
Oh yeah, and then it snowed.
As soon as I got my camera out, the snow stopped. I’m sorry. Photojournalism skills = none.
I shivered through the rest of the show, packed up the booth in record time and celebrated a wonderful show with a hot meal…
As well as a glass of merlot and my first ever tiramisu.
Shattered glass, twisted metal carcasses, snowflakes, sangria and tiramisu.
Farewell, Fountain Hills!