Mount Lemmon was encased with clouds for the main part of the morning. A fresh dusting of snow was revealed when the clouds lifted. It was hardly the blustery snow of New York or Boston, but it was snow all the same.
One afternoon was not enough time to spend paroozing the booths lining multiple pavilions. The isles bustled with colorful supplies and creative artists from around the world. Joshua was more than happy to help negotiate the sea of tables. He even managed to make a new friend. The boy is a bird whisperer if there ever was one.